“Day is Done” – The short trumpet or bugle piece played at dusk in the military.  It’s also a funeral dirge.

I just now learned why it’s called “Taps.”  It’s from the “Dutch term taptoe, meaning “close the beer taps and send the troops back to camp.”

I’m hearing “Taps” in my head for the final curtain on a 1½-year run.  Hubby finally fessed up:  Square dancing is oil. He’s vinegar.  For my part, I can’t for the life of me think of anything not to like about square dancing!  It’s so fun!  To each his own, I guess.  Ah, well.  It is what it is.

But I’m not gonna lie: I’ve grown to love the people.  Sure, some marrieds keep going without their other half (in this venue it’s quite appropriate).  But no, that’s not my gig.

To ease the blow, for awhile at least, I’ll keep doing some of the flyers and directories.  ‘Keeps me in touch.  I did take a meeting this morning with the club Prez (a friend and neighbor), and made a point of offloading some tasks.  It’s only logical I should free my time to help out where I am involved.

I hope to keep in touch with some folks.  But I wasn’t born yesterday; I know how these things go.  Visits may be few.  On the other hand, I cannot help but think of certain ones that I’m just sure are lifelong friends.

So I’m not hunting for a bugle-player quite yet.

= – =

Day is done, gone the sun
From the lakes, from the hills, from the sky
All is well, safely rest
God is nigh.
Fading light dims the sight
And a star gems the sky, gleaming bright
From afar, drawing near
Falls the night.
Thanks and praise for our days
Neath the sun, neath the stars, neath the sky
As we go, this we know
God is nigh.

= – =

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2 Responses to Taps

  1. anonymous says:

    I remember when you first started square dancing thinking “my husband would never want to do that…sigh”. Dancing always seemed like so much fun. Perhaps since it was so rejected in my family growing up? But my husband has zero interest in dancing, so I’m left as a wallflower. I’m glad you got to experience it, though! What fun memories. 🙂

    • elsiephoebe says:

      It’s very common for the wives to “drag” the hubbies to lessons. Some of them come to really like it! Dave didn’t, HaHa. But I think I’ll hold onto my prairie skirts awhile… One never knows!
      P.S. Square dancing is different; there is a lot of “space” and propriety–important for someone like me (I have a personal bubble).

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