Went to a Handbell Concert at the Congregational Church of Littleton, in which a rowing colleague was ringing.

It was my first handbell concert, and I enjoyed it more than I expected. I feared I'd get tired of all the bells -- ringing -- but it turned out that there was enough variety and cleverness in composition that I didn't get bored. And in a couple places I was transported. The beginning of "The Cold of Between" by Rima Greer was really enthralling. And the Bach "Little" Fugue in G Minor translated nicely to bells and chimes.