Contrasting cacophonies...

I've been feeding my friends' cat every day while they're on holiday, and hanging around at their house to use the internet for some of my coaching sessions. For almost two weeks now, I've had to put up with the rat-a-tat-tat of a pneumatic drill at the back of the house, where some town workers were drilling up the pavement to lay a gas pipe. Today, a pleasant surprise awaited me: no labourers and no incessant roar of the drill. As I sat down to work at the computer, though, another noise reached my ears: a strange, strident screeching, as if I had suddenly been transported to the zoo. Going outside to investigate, I discovered that the noisy chatter was coming from a flock of green amazon parrots that had taken up residence in the nearby trees. Nonetheless, I think I prefer the parrot noise to the drill noise.
Right here in the same street, a different kind of noise is coming from the premises of our church, Centro Cristiano de Alhaurin. We're holding a three day "dance camp" with about fifteen local kids, both boys and girls. They're preparing a contemporary dance that they'll perform at the church service this Sunday morning, and we're hoping that some non-believing family members will come along for that time. We're also expecting non-Christian friends and family to come this evening to a church barbecue that will include a time of baptising new believers in the swimming pool.