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Mid-Week Nostalgia

August 24, 2022 at 8:31 am by Claudia

Voted.

We went grocery shopping right after we voted. The one item that motivated the trip was half and half. We also stocked up on other items.

This morning, we discovered that we never got the half and half.

Don just left to go to the grocery store.

Today, I’m coaching from 11 -2. This will be my last zoom session for Jane Eyre. I’ll attend a run-through on Saturday afternoon. And then, the following weekend, I’ll drive to Rochester again – on Sunday – to watch a tech run-through in the evening, which will conclude my time on Jane Eyre.

Back to the lakes and cottages on lakes. My cousin Eileen commented on that post. She’s in one of the photos I posted, and Aunt Lettie was her mom. That photo showing all of the old-fashioned wooden cottages represents what it was like there when we were young. In those days, the cottage seemed very far from our house and most of the cottages on the lake were seasonal. There were some year-round residents but not many. Now, according to Eileen, most of those cottages have been taken down in favor of big year-round homes. Much of what made the lake charming is gone. I remember being fascinated that some people lived there all year round. Was it lonely? What did they do in the winter? With urban sprawl, everything is connected in a way it wasn’t when I was a kid.

We used to walk down the dirt road to a little shop that sold pop (Michiganese for soda pop) and candy and pretzels. Just a humble little mom and pop store. I remember my brother taking off after dinner for parts unknown. There was always an air of mystery about those adventures. What was he doing? Where was he going? (The older me has a pretty good idea.)

Maybe if I visualize it hard enough, a cottage will magically come into our possession.

Can you tell I’m nostalgic these days?

Stay safe.

Happy Wednesday.

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Too Early

August 23, 2022 at 8:52 am by Claudia

Let me start by saying I’m sleep deprived. Don got up to go to the bathroom around 4 am. Since he rarely does that, I woke up, too. Neither of us got back to sleep, so I’m feeling rather testy and tired. To top that off, I came downstairs to see Don trying to move 2 huge bees out of the kitchen and back outside. So there we were at 4 am, standing on chairs and reaching up to the overhead lights trying to capture bees in a cup. Thankfully, they were pretty docile, but boy, was their buzz loud!

Now we have to stay awake until we vote today, something we were going to do several days ago…but didn’t.

Yesterday? Big forecast for “torrential rains,” radar showing huge thunderstorms, lots of warnings? We had a nice hour-long gentle rain around 11:30. Then we waited for the deluge that was predicted and much needed.

Nothing.

This has been a very disheartening summer.

It did spritz a bit during the night because the sidewalk was wet when we got up. Supposedly, there’s a chance of some storms later in the day. But, I don’t believe them anymore. I’ve never seen so many forecasts bomb; over and over, all summer long.

Anyway, I’m grateful that I don’t have to coach today because it would be really, really difficult for me to find any energy.

One good thing about the hour of rain we did get: I’d noticed that the leaves on the limelight hydrangea were very limp – the bush wasn’t getting enough water, like everything else around here. A few hours after the rain, they looked much better, so the rain did make a difference.

I’m slowly making my way through a challenging jigsaw puzzle. But it’s a hard one.

That’s it. I’m tired. Looking forward to the afternoon when I can nap.

Stay safe.

Happy Tuesday.

 

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A Slow Morning

August 18, 2022 at 9:16 am by Claudia

I’m moving rather slowly. I slept in today, and while I’m very grateful for the much needed extra sleep, I’m also very groggy. But I’m enjoying a nicely slow morning, that’s for sure.

I coached for about two hours yesterday, not all that much when you look at it in terms of hours, but a lot in reality, as coaching is very, very concentrated work. All of the actors in Jane Eyre  have been delightful to work with, very open to my suggestions, and very professional, including the two young girls who play Adèle/young Jane.

I’m not working on Jane Eyre today. I’ll most likely work with Jim either today or tomorrow.

We have a primary on Tuesday, but New York has early voting now, so we’ll probably vote in the next couple of days. Don has jury duty next week, so we can’t know if he’ll be available to go to the polls on Tuesday. He’d actually like to be selected, so I hope he is.

Today? Vacuuming (my heavens, it’s been too long!) and maybe some weed trimming. It’s so dry here that barely anything is growing right now except for some weeds on the edges of the Secret Garden.

Last night? Rain predicted, heavy rain coming from the northeast. Can you guess what happened?

Yep. Nothing.

Time for a bit more coffee.

Stay safe.

Happy Thursday.

 

 

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