I had to beg and plead and cajole, but I got everyone to go to Hilmteich in the morning. A little bit of woods for me, a little bit of roller-skating around the pond for Henry, a little bit of reading Laura Ingalls Wilder in a hammock in the sun for Felix. Brian had to leave early to get to another interview. He ran all the way home in 12 minutes, or something crazy like that.
I read a lot more Magellan but that book is so very slow. Michi was singing at church (oh delight, chorus, although in incredible minimal form, only 4 female singers in this case, is starting up again a little bit at a time) and at the last minute i begged and cajoled and plead that everyone should come along with me to the last supper service. They did and I was so happy to bring a bit of normalcy to this otherwise unprepared easter-holiday.
We had our last supper bread and wine prepared and Michi joined us for that and ended up staying till 1am(!) when Brian and Centa had already long gone to bed.
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