The poor basket weave hat hasn’t progressed at all so, no pics. When it can show off on its own, it’ll share the limelight.
While Sammie is happy, we got a phone call from my son with good news for us. And I hope for Sammie. I’d tell but I don’t want to jinx it
Today I went back to Phantom of the Opera. I used to play and sing these. Thirty years ago. Not for an audience, just for fun. My friends and I gathered at the grand piano on stage after voice class and sang our hearts out with these. I was surprised at how much my fingers remember, though there was a lot of sight reading. I can’t sing at the same time, yet. Soon. I am doing daily vocal warmups now.
Anyone out there go through this? I find a saturation level on pieces and put them aside for other songs. Those seem to draw my passions and energy.
Darswords 
Wow! you have more neighbors than I though you did. Even a volleyball net?!
Just our nextdoor neighbor. They’ve been here the whole time. Everyone else is sparse. Our neighbor put that up for his kids when he homeschooled them. They used it a bit then. But no one uses it now. The kids are adults. There’s an old doughboy pool that someone hit with a car, that was never removed either. But the loud frog we hear once a year hangs out there. So sight sore it might be but I still like it there.