This year, my daughters are playing with the band, helping to fill out the flute section. It’s nice being close enough to walk to the square and back. Last night, I brought faithful Boy-Boy and he sat quietly and listened to the entire performance without making a peep. I was surprised because he howls whenever the girls practice at home.
Even though the band only practices together for less than two hours a week, the performance is always enjoyable. It’s wonderful to watch a group of people who love making music working together like they do.
On the nights that I don’t feel like walking down to watch, I can hear the band faintly from my yard. It makes me pause, and appreciate where we are. I mean, we live in a small town in the middle of Kansas. Yet, because of our location, we are within walking distance or biking distance of so many wonderful experiences, we could be living in a metropolitan area.