Let's see, I've been in Canada, Toronto and surrounding areas for a little over a week. I was there again for the weekend music school that is put on by the organization that my barbershop chorus is with. My head is still spinning with all of the good stuff that I am bringing back to share. Hopefully I won't be too addled and I won't forget what I learn before I pass it on. Of course for the week that I was there I maybe slept a total of 8 hours. I had to be up and to class with all of the early am people. Then to boot it was three hours earlier for me. I still continued to stay up until after everyone had gone to bed. If I hadn't it would have been like going to sleep before midnight for me. My mind and body just couldn't handle that kind of a radical change.

I was there with one of the ladies in my chorus and since this was her first time in that area we stayed and visited a couple of chorus' and even went out to Niagara Falls. This is my second time there...or third. We went during the day this time and there were so many touristas that I just dropped her off and went around the area and came back and picked her up. The thought of wading through the five billion deep of human flesh that surrounded the walls overlooking the falls for some reason didn't appeal to me. That night we came back long after midnight and the place was deserted. It was so beautiful. I stood on the edge over looking the falls with the dark of night surrounding me. I thought of times hundreds of years ago when no electric lights existed and coming upon this powerful roar of water and how it must have felt. I then began singing to the myriad of sounds that came from thunderous water as it spilled over the edge. It was haunting and yet connected me to the life that only existed within the magic of the falls and the envelope of night surrounding me. I was at pure peace.