Prima Vox Concert Eve

We converged on the Arts Center of Saint Peter, focused and ready for our dress rehearsal. There was much stage setting-up, much fanning and demudifying (as the Arts Center had flooded the night before because of the melting and freak February thunderstorm earlier in the week), much arranging, much rearranging.

Ann checks sound while Sara and I sing.
Ursula looks on studiously.

Our roadies (Ann's son and his friend) were so helpful,
hauling, taking pictures, listening and giving great advice.
Then the 13-year-old-boys in them took over
and they set to beating each other up while we chanted Hildegard.

After a couple of hours of fine-tuning, finishing touches
and going over details, we agreed.

We were ready.