Woke this morning to rain. A real gully washer. I love to listen to the waxing and waning of it. Our roof is tin as is the neighboring house which makes the rain even louder. When I finally got out of bed, I checked the sky out our bedroom window and it was semi bright; there was the sun on the horizon. I had not noticed until today that the birds here sing when it is raining. I can not remember birds singing in Utah during a rain storm. Do they? I actually crawled back into bed and just laid there listening. It was almost as soothing as listening to the surf. It's going to be a great day.
Tonight I judged the ward music festival. Bishop told us that it would start at 4:30p.m. Knowing about Fiji time we arrived at the chapel at 5:00. No one was there but the Rakatias. We sat around until 5:20 and then asked Vika Rakatia to call us when the festival got started. We went home to eat. We did not notice the time until about 6:15. Oops. We threw on our shoes and hussled back to the church. By the time we got there the primary had song all but one of their assigned songs. Each organization presented a solo, a duet, a trio, a quartet, and a choir number. My assignment was to choose the best musical number for each category.
It was a great evening.
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