Friday night, I played at an art show for Marian Anderson, a local well-known artist. Mankato's literati, artists and scholars showed up in droves. I was honored to be among them.
Then, while heading to the refreshment table, I managed to slide across the floor on one heel, lose the battle with my balance and fall rather ungracefully on all fours. Glamorous harpist, that's me. Thus, the "recuperation" part mentioned above. Ouch. Hobble, hobble, limp, hold hip. VERY glamorous.
Saturday I played at the last outdoor wedding of the season. Someone got their prayers answered -- the weather was gorgeous.
in colorful autumn leaves just for the occasion.
The breeze was balmy, the cool chill was rising from the ground.