Man, this is beautiful country. We are in Southwest Virginia, nestled in the Roanoke Valley, at the southern end of the Shenandoah Valley, in the heart of the Appalachians. (And folks, that's pronounced Apple-at-chens -- short "a" and hard "ch", like "throwin' an apple at cha." not Apple-ay-shens. If you talk like that, they'll know you're a Yankee.) You can catch the Blue Ridge Parkway right down the road from where we're staying, or you can hop on the Appalachian Trail.
And like a lot of places around the country, they've had some freaky Spring weather here. It was 75 degrees on Sunday. Today, it was cold and gusty with snow flurries. But that didn't freeze the spirits of the kids at Snowville Elementary. They were full of great energy, and Sadie did a screamin'-great job singing "Bop Bop Dinosaur."
Performing "Bop Bop" in the south is always a kick because this is "underpants" country. The word "underwear" is an oddity. So it can be a bit of a challenge getting through the song without kids screaming "...dancin' in their underpants." Which doesn't at all rhyme with "polar bear," but it is still universally a giggle-maker.
And a big thank you to the folks at Anchor of Hope Presbyterian Church who sponsored the show at Max Meadows Elementary yesterday. The kids there were so polite and great with Lyda and Willa.
The members of Fieldstone United Methodist Church welcomed us again this year. We feel like we're at home there. Thanks to Mandi Martinez and Pastor Bryson Smith. We'll see you next year!
We're still livin' the dream!
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Thanks for clarifying that! "Underpants" is my default word, as "underwear" includes undershirts. Now I can sleep better at night...
On a more serious note, thanks also for the post on Palm Sunday. That's a great Thomas Merton quote.
Travel well, my friends.
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