What do blaring trumpets, cartwheeling angels, harping harpsichordists, and celestial hoedowns bring to mind?
The Pearly Gates? Welcome "Home" parties? Heaven gone wild?
Actually, Laurel, they play for every earthly sunrise and all of the moments of each day and night that follow.
Duck!!
The Universe
Phew... you were nearly accidentally side-kicked by an exuberant admirer returning from a hoedown, Laurel, who simply adores you.
