Beachcombers...

"Bluegrass has brought more people together and made more friends
than any music in the world."
~Bill Monroe

We started out our Friday under a severe weather warning continued through it with the lights going out at the school in the middle of the wrestling team's spaghetti feed fundraiser taking place in our cafeteria/gymnasium. As far as I could see (which wasn't very) nobody even batted an eye, they just flipped open cell phones, turned on the flashlights and proceeded to eat. Later was the musical at the church where anyone can sign up to sing anything from traditional hymns to contemporary christian. Some songs are in English, others in Yupik. It is like an open mic night for God at church."Will the Circle be Unbroken" bluegrass style was our choice of song! Our little singing group consisted of Mary, Mary, Kathy, Dora, Renae, Larry, Me, Mac on the guitar and John on Banjo! What fun there must have been at least 20 some songs belted out by all kinds of people from the community for a few hours. There is always someone who preaches a message, someone who announces songs/singers and a band made up of a several guitarists and an organ player. This is what we do on a Friday night in Quin and you can't help but smile. We are having a big Youth Singspiration next weekend in Quinhagak too. As I understand, it is a pretty big deal. Youth groups from neighboring villages come to Quin to take part in it. These kind of sing a longs/fellowships are very popular up here. Caught up with Fannie, David, Emma and company after, stopped over for a visit. Of course when you go to Fannie's you always, ALWAYS leave with a full stomach whether you arrived with one or not;) She sent me out the door with a loaf of fresh bread that she made. (Quyana Fannie!) It tastes just like my favorite buns that Gram makes. Did I mention that Pauline, a colleague of mine made the yummiest cranberry jam and graciously gave me a jar (Quyana Pauline). Coincidence? I think not. Feasting on bread and jelly was part of my evening;) No worries, Sherry and I started the P90X workout program last week. Ouch! It lives up to every bit of the infomercial's proclamations. There's your next Dare Rope #5 - Try P90X. Thankfully our weather warning panned out as mere 45 mile an hour winds last night, thus far no major flooding. Today, Saturday, Jim, Steph and I had a try at beach combing despite the wind/rain/sleet. Aside: does anyone else remember that old sitcom called "Beachcombers". It aired on our one Canadian channel back when my bros and I used to fight over what 30 minute TV program we would watch. I vaguely remember it. So on our way down the beach while poor Jim was driving the 4 wheeler and being pelted by driving rain, Steph and I sat backwards enjoying the view of this double rainbow. Again, remember we just had a flood warning....coincidence? I think not:) Reminder from God. Anyway, we were in search of prehistoric treasures like mammoth teeth, tusks or I don't know... I was hoping for a toe nail maybe.... Unfortunately the discoveries were limited to several "ancient" 12 gauge casings and a shot up thermos. Although skunked in the mammoth department I managed collect a bagful of rocks. They're pretty. Really, promise. It was kinda like shopping but different...

P.S. Thanks Mum for the 'trees' in the mail this week.

"MAKE A joyful noise to the Lord, all you lands!"
~Psalm 100:1