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If It’s Sunday, I Must be in Wisconsin

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Hello, everyone. This will be short and sweet as I arose at 3:30 this morning and can’t think straight. My eyes sting and feel like sandpaper. It’s only 4 pm (5 pm back at home) and I’m wondering how I’m going to stay awake until a decent hour. I don’t want to go to bed too early or I will wake up in the middle of the night.

I managed to find my way to the condo I’m staying in without any trouble. According to the company manager this condo is much nicer than most of the company accomodations. I certainly lucked out! It looks out on a golf course and is open and airy. For over half the time I’m here, I will have it to myself. For the last 3 weeks, I’ll share it with the guy who is composing music for Blithe Spirit. He’ll have the downstairs area to himself – my bedroom is upstairs along with the kitchen and living room.

On the way home from the airport, we stopped at a grocery store so I now have enough food on hand to get me through the week. Unfortunately, the cook of the family is Don. Shouldn’t he be here to cook for me? Here’s some photos of the condo:

And the view. I’ve seen lots of golfers out this afternoon.

I’m grateful for my lovely apartment. Now I wait. Tuesday is the first day of rehearsals. There are a couple of events on Monday night. Unlike San Diego, a place where I had lived and worked and knew very well, this is all new to me. We’re out in the country. I’m feeling homesick. 7 weeks sure seems like a long, long time.

More soon.

The Garden, Leaving and Loss

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From the garden, as I prepare to leave tomorrow morning:

Texture.

Lamium – Dead Nettle
Lamium – Yellow Archangel
Jacob’s Ladder – poised to attempt a garden takeover while I’m away.
Catmint
Tulips – ready to bloom (but not, apparently, before I leave.)

My other daffodils (white with delicate yellow centers)- ready to bloom
(but not, apparently, before I leave.)

What’s blooming?
Violets scattered throughout the grass.

And my Wiegela bush.

Why do I have the feeling that bright and early on Monday morning, as I rise in Wisconsin, everything here will burst into bloom? I try to take comfort in this – since this has been such a late spring, maybe I’ll be able to catch a little of the Catalpa tree in bloom (which usually blooms the second week of June) and the tail end of the peonies when I return home on June 19th. Cross your fingers for me.
I’ve been waking up too early lately. There is much on my mind and much to do. Today I do laundry and pack – the usual ‘what to take for 7 weeks’ challenge. Don’t want to go. Don’t want to leave my husband, my dogs, my garden, my cottage.
On a sad note: Several bloggers have had to say goodbye to their beloved pets in the last week. My heart breaks every time I read one of these posts. Yesterday, my dear friend Donna had to say an unexpected and painful goodbye to her dear Fezzik. Fezzik was only a year old. He was still a puppy. Please know my thoughts are with you all. Saying goodbye to a beloved family member, whether at the end of a long life or suddenly without warning, is gut-wrenching. I can only say I understand your grief, your pain and the profound loss each of you has suffered. I do believe, with all my heart, that your beloved pets are with you in spirit.

My Beautiful Babies

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As soon as Scout hears my feet hit the stairs in the morning, she is raring to go. She wakes up with a smile on her sweet face. Her joy is infectious – she often goes into what we call a ‘pounce.’ Sometimes she’ll spin around. She’s hilarious.

Riley, on the other hand, is like his mother. He wakes up slowly.

While Scout is ready to go outside and take care of business immediately, Riley stays on the floor for a while. He may be there for a mere 10 minutes but he’s been known to stay there for 2 hours. Then suddenly, he’ll get up and head for the door.

They’re so quirky and individual, these little babies of mine. This is the part I hate – knowing that I’m leaving in 3 days and will be away from them for 7 weeks. They have no idea. At least Don knows and understands and has had time to prepare for it all. The minute Scout sees my suitcase, she’ll turn away from me. She won’t meet my eyes. I’ll explain as best I can why I have to go, but they won’t understand. This is the time my heart breaks a little.

Babies need their Mom. Mom needs her babies.

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My heart goes out to everyone affected by the devastating tornados in the South. I hope and pray you are all safe. The weather here today was stormy and unpredictable. At one point, I was running errands south of our home when the radio broadcast a tornado warning for the area in which I was driving. The sky was frighteningly dark. I got out of the car and went into Target until the warning expired. That was unsettling but nothing like it must have been in Alabama and Georgia yesterday.

I also want to add that I am behind in blog visiting and commenting. I’ve so much to do before I leave. I don’t think I’ll be able to catch up until I get to Wisconsin and have some down time. Sorry!

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