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More fleabane. It’s everywhere, and it’s so pretty. I love how the initial bud is a lavender color and then, when it opens, it’s white.

Trying to figure out if I want to transfer things from my now defunct laptop to my new laptop. I do have a backup which would allow me to do that, but it’s complicated because I would only want to copy a few things and that might be impossible to do. But I realized this morning that I don’t have the printer software on this computer – not that I use it very much – and I also don’t have Microsoft Word. My particular version of that is quite old – so does this mean I have to just bite the bullet and get a new version? Sigh. Again – I don’t use it that much anymore, but I’m doing a session with one of the actresses from A Man of No Importance tomorrow and all of a sudden I’m reminded of these things.

Time to retire? I don’t know.

Of course, I also need to remember that I can use Don’s laptop with the software already on it. I may do that until I figure out what to do.

I am really enjoying a relatively clean, clutter-free laptop and I know it will get a bit more cluttered over time, but I would really like to keep it this way.

Unlike my home. But that’s another story.

Olivia changed her clothes the other day. She’s ready for Spring.

Stay safe.

Happy Sunday.

 

Friday

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Fleabane – a wildflower that pops up at this time of year. For the past 2 or 3 years, I’ve seen more and more of it on the property. It’s under the birdbath, next to the garden beds, in the secret garden. I just let it go wild because it’s so lovely. Not much is blooming yet, but fleabane comes to the rescue every year. It’s a gift.

Resting today. I mowed the lilac side of the lawn and the secret garden yesterday. And I pruned a few things. But it’s very clear that I need to take a couple of days off (the ever present back crap.) That won’t be too hard for me since I’m tired today and tomorrow it’s going to rain and boy do we need it.

Reading and careful puzzle work is on the docket for today.

A close friend of Don’s lost her daughter to suicide a couple of days ago. I won’t go into details because her privacy needs to be protected, but it’s devastating. The daughter donated her organs. A very solemn ceremony with a hundred hospital employees lining the hospital corridor, quietly paying their respects as she was wheeled into the operating room. She will save eight lives.

We are seeing the other side of organ donation, not long after Adrian’s heart transplant. The grief and pain from the untimely loss of a loved one and the generous and selfless donation that will save lives.

I can’t say anymore as it’s just so overwhelming. Prayers to her parents and siblings and family and friends.

So I’m going to keep it short today.

Stay safe.

Happy Friday.

 

Wildflowers

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The devastation in Florida is shocking. We’ve been watching the news – something we don’t do very much lately – and my heavens, it’s horrific. My heart goes out to everyone who is coping with loss in the wake of Hurricane Ian.

I’m going to go into the city tomorrow to watch some of the last rehearsal before tech begins. I’ve been waiting for a run-through, but the director doesn’t work that way. He’s brilliant and he structures rehearsals a bit differently. I’m uneasy at not being able to watch a run-through and take thorough notes – that’s never happened to me before – but it is what it is. I’ll go in and observe and hopefully get enough of a sense where everyone is to give them some constructive feedback. Then I’ll go back in a week and watch a dress/tech of the entire show. I spent a good deal of time yesterday trying to figure out what exactly would be happening today and tomorrow, communicating back and forth with the stage manager and covid safety, and solidifying just how many days I have left on my contract.

So today I’m going to take it easy in preparation for the trip to the city tomorrow. Oh, and wash the bedding, vacuum, etc. I’m nearly halfway through The Ink Black Heart  and I’m riveted. Though the length of the book could be daunting, it’s so readable and fascinating that I don’t really think about it anymore. If anything, it’s Don who comments on my progress.

I’ll take a Simenon with me tomorrow. They’re on the short side and always wonderfully written so I’ll be nicely occupied on the bus.

I won’t post tomorrow because I’m not sure yet what time I’ll leave. I don’t want the pressure of writing a post hanging over me. But I’ll be back on Sunday.

Stay safe.

Happy Friday.

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