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Gentle Beings

August 19, 2019 at 8:15 am by Claudia

Today’s theme is ‘Beings who are not Human.’

My beloved Lonesome Dove, who sat on the rim of the birdbath for at least 30 minutes. Maybe longer. Enough time for me to run and get my camera with the telephoto lens. This little interlude made me very happy.

Later: a scary thunderstorm. Lonesome Dove had moved on by that point.

Discovered on some milkweed:

Another Monarch caterpillar. I’ve seen a lot of them this year, but never get to see the chrysalis. I’m not sure why, as I’m constantly checking for them.

And this morning, seen from the kitchen:

But there wasn’t just one fawn – there were three! The other two were hidden behind some trees to the left. Amazing. I’ve never seen three fawns on the property.

Magical!

Focusing on nature and all these wonderful beings calms me. I’ve been dealing with a bit of generalized anxiety of late. I’m not sure why – I have bouts with it and then months go by without any problems. When I saw Lonesome Dove last night and stood in the kitchen watching him/her, it melted away.

Stay in the moment, Claudia. Breathe.

I worked on deductions yesterday – most of which won’t work for Federal Income Tax, but will for New York State, because…we’re a Blue State – and am close to finishing. Deductions and taxes certainly can contribute to anxiety, right?

Today, I’m off to get the car inspected. Fingers crossed I don’t have to get new tires.

Happy Monday.

 

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Guilty as Charged

August 5, 2019 at 9:33 am by Claudia

I looked out the kitchen window to see the young deer to the right chomping on a sunflower that hadn’t even bloomed yet. He was standing in the corral leaning over the fence – the sunflower was on the other side of the fence. I opened the door, the deer jumped over the fence to join his sibling (I presume.) Then they just stood there and stared at us, fascinated, no doubt, by these strange looking beings (by now, Don had joined me) who were telling them ‘No!’

They stayed there a long time. Mr. Guilty turned and went into the woods, but the other one stayed and stared at me for about 10 minutes. They’re darned adorable, but don’t eat my plants that I’ve raised from seed!!!

Don took the picture.

I didn’t sleep all that well last night – probably about 4 hours in the chair – but I woke up feeling stiff. Eventually, I went upstairs to our bed, where I slept another hour. But I woke up sore. As you all know, pain can be exhausting and when you add in a lack of sleep, it’s not a pretty picture. I’m not a fan of recliners, but I sure wish I had one just for a week or so!

Don’s in the city for the day, helping out a friend by participating in a reading of the latest draft of a play. It’s the same play/musical that is being workshopped and in which he performed one song not long after Margaritaville  closed. He had a good day at the Farmer’s Market yesterday; lots of people wanted their portraits taken.

The gardens are starting to look overgrown and a bit past their prime, which is the usual look come August. And though they should be weeded, I’m not about to start bending over and yanking weeds. So, they’ll just be.

That’s about it for this Monday, my friends.

Happy Monday.

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Deer and Dialects

November 28, 2018 at 10:22 am by Claudia

This morning, as I raised the blind in the kitchen, I saw a beautiful buck just a few feet from the window. I rarely, if ever, see bucks on our property and have never seen one this close! Unfortunately, I didn’t have my phone with me, so the perfect shot eluded me. However, he stayed in the yard for a long time, eating the brush, safely camouflaged from human predators. We must have stood there for 10 minutes watching him. Don took a video, which is on his IG account (@donsroadtrip).

Look closely. You can see him.

We think he’s an older buck. He was walking slowly and bit stiffly – sort of like us – but goodness, was he beautiful!

I said to him “Stay here on this side of the road. You’re safe here.” He is, as all of the surrounding property is privately owned by our neighbors.

A beautiful way to start our morning. Almost like a private viewing, just for us. He didn’t seem at all concerned that we were standing on the other side of the window. I’m not even sure he noticed us. Normally, when we see deer right outside the kitchen, they notice us, freeze for a moment, and move on. Not this guy. And we’re grateful for that.

It’s gray, windy and cold out there today. Not my favorite weather.

This is what it looked like around here in the late afternoon yesterday. I had walked down the driveway to get the mail (including the newest Louise Penny) and turned back toward the house. I didn’t try to lighten this photo because I wanted you to see it as taken. As I said on IG, I love our house, but I find this particular barren view depressing.

Sigh.

I think I’ll put up the porch Christmas lights today simply to have some cheery lights out there. We need that.

We watched Florence Foster Jenkins  last night. What a wonderful movie, with the incomparable Meryl Streep, who I am convinced can do anything, Hugh Grant, and Simon Helberg. As I was watching, knowing nothing about the actual filming whatsoever, I became convinced that it was filmed, at least in part, in England. I believed that more than a few of the actors who were playing American characters were British. There’s a ‘tell’ in the way they do an American accent – a sort of flatness, a bit of nasality, a change in inflection – that I can spot a mile away. (It is, after all, what I do for living.) There are some British actors who do American dialects flawlessly. But, I have to say, most of them don’t. It sort of drives me crazy.

Sure enough, much of it was filmed in England. And the actors I was suspicious of? British.

My theory – and it’s just a theory – is that to Brits, the American accent sounds flatter, more nasal, less melodious. After all, one of the things I love about British dialects as a rule is their use of much more melody and range than we tend to use. So the actors, and their coaches, tend to concentrate on the nasality they think they’re hearing and the comparatively flatter, less rounded vowel sounds that we use, and the sound becomes a wash of those qualities, which are part of, but by no means all of the qualities in the way we speak. We have our own melodies that we use when speaking. They’re just different than a British dialect.

I suppose Brits would say the same thing about Americans using British accents, though I do think, generally, we’re a bit better at it. When I was acting, I was often pulled aside by audience members who were British and were convinced that I was also British. Obviously, I wasn’t.

This is daily life around here when you have two actors living in a cottage, one of them a vocal coach. We constantly comment about actors emphasizing the wrong word in a line, or stressing pronouns when it’s not at all appropriate, or not articulating clearly, or, in this case, not quite sounding American. We can’t help it. On the other hand, we far more often praise actors’ work, knowing everything that goes into making a role come alive, and just how tough that is. Acting is hard work and exemplary acting? Amazing. Rare. Meryl Streep? One of the rarest.

I’ve also started The Comforts of Home, Susan Hill’s newest Simon Serailler mystery. It’s excellent.

I had a couple of comments from readers concerning On Tyranny, which I recommended yesterday. It’s on sale on Amazon for $6.39 in paperback and the Kindle version is $3.99. Go for it!

Happy Wednesday.

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