The Carillon
Saturday was full of fall foliage fun. I prefer meeting up close and personal with individual trees, rather than taking in fall forest vistas from afar, so we walked about admiring the plethora of excellent trees in town. Bloomington has been designated as a Tree City of the World so we're the perfect spot for autumnal foliage mongering. With his color blindness Husbandman occasionally points to a green tree and says, "that one's great." I try to break it to him nicely most of the time. Walking on campus, we were surprised by a carillon recital in the arboretum. A recital flyer announced, "If it's not baroque, it's not on the program." There were only 15 of us listening, but everyone seemed pleased. Carillons are on my mind now . I wonder how many kids major in carillon? I would like to think I would have given my full support if carillon had been #1 Son's choice, but I'm not going to lie. It would have been tough. ...
