Oh well

Yesterday we sang at the Plantation Home for the elderly. 

I guess that's a way to say what the place was, a place the likes of which I hope never to call home.

Our audience was a mix of asleep, distracted, needing help to get in there and seated--late--fidgity, still as stone, and enthusiastically entertained and vocally grateful to be so. I guess I could say that about the audiences in most places we have sung, including our concert.

 It is what it is, as they say, and I thought I'd never allow myself to say it.