As if I didn't have enough going on this past fall, I joined a choir at a local church. We practiced for about an hour every Sunday afternoon. The group is affectionately known as "The Singing Christmas Tree."  My place in the tree was third row from the top on the left hand side. It was pretty high up. I had a solo in the second song so I had to climb the tree several times. This year's concert was one of the best I can remember. A friend of mine, Amy, was also in the tree. It was one of the high points of this season.