"A vast garden -- ageless, mysterious and watchful -- surrounds the Hamlet, a peaceful and diverse community of animals beset by fearful threats. Clever, strong and merciless, the enemies of the Hamlet determine on punishment and conquest. With courage and ingenuity, the Hamlet attempts to defend itself." During ninety-three years much can happen. In my case, classical piano training from ages six to twenty, a fifty-five year marriage, seven children and teams of critters: the crow, the rooster (an unfortunate choice), the monkey (worse), beloved dogs and cats, Charlie and Cricket the guinea pigs, Daphne the raccoon, three mice, the squirrel ... I'll be reminded if I've forgotten any. And all along, adventures in writing. In college during WWII we girls wrote countless letters to our servicemen in Europe and the South Pacific. Then, writer for Fenn College, Cleveland, and light verse in the Cleveland Plain Dealer. As lyricist, I enjoyed a twenty-two-year collaboration with my composer friend, Charlene Slabey. We wrote art songs, song cycles, a chancel opera, two full-length musicals, all performed in the Greater Detroit Area. Now, "The Hamlet and the White Owl." It seems things are still happening.