This evening I feel grateful for the piano music of Erroll Garner. He played jazz piano from the heart. He couldn't read music, but boy, he could play it. I've been enjoying his music in the background as I catch up on Dharma reading and emails here in the hotel room at the Kindergarten Association Conference.
This is the one weekend of the year that I usually get one of my infrequent looks at television. There's a big flatscreen TV in this room, but I just can't bring myself to turn it on.
So, it's just me and Erroll Garner and my Dharma books as the evening passes pleasantly.