An almost-Fall foggy morning,
Let’s see, what’s up for the week ahead?
Mowing. I mowed the corral area yesterday and tomorrow Don and I are going to mow the front lawn. When we finish that, all of the grassy areas of the property will have been mowed. It’s been quite dry here lately and the rivers are really low. Wednesday and Thursday should bring some rain, which is why our mowing deadline is tomorrow.
I have to package up an Etsy sale and send it out today or tomorrow.
A library walk today, I think.
I have to research a dialect and prep for a private coaching job I have coming up at the end of the week. Other coaching opportunities seem to be drying up. I had a realization about a month ago that my career – in terms of coaching productions – has come to a close. It was a feeling in my gut. I sat here in my chair and cried. I’m not ready for it to be over and we certainly need the money, and I’ll be happy to be proven wrong – but all I can say is that I had a ‘knowing.’
I can’t believe that the first day of Fall is on Sunday. How can that be? All that time spent dreaming of spring and the emergence of green things and flowers, then the beauty of summer – it went by in a flash! Leaves are falling all over the property, especially the Black Walnut leaves that are always the first to turn yellow and fall to the ground. The maples are turning gold, the virginia creeper is turning red.
Don and I constantly remind each other to stay ‘present.’ Especially with each other. Time seems to speed up when you’re older. I think I read of a study that said it actually does speed up, but that was long ago and I can’t remember the details. Anyway, the seasons and years seem to fly by these days.
I’m really enjoying the newest Kate Atkinson mystery. I read everything she writes from short stories to novels to the Jackson Brodie series. She has a wonderful dry wit. This newest Jackson Brodie does not disappoint.
Okay, my friends. Have a good week ahead.
Stay safe.
Happy Monday.
I have a birthday later this month I think I’ve gotten old and I hate it! How did that happen?!
Oh well I’m very grateful for all my blessings.
Claudia how can I find your Etsy shop? Birthday gifts you know.
By the way I’m on book 46 for the year. Isn’t reading a joy?
Happy Birthday early, Deanna!
My Etsy shop is: ScoutHarper
Stay safe!
i hope that your ‘knowing’ does not get confirmed until *you* say “enough! done!”, on your own terms and in your own time. since you’re not ready to retire, i am especially glad you have this private coaching job and hope you will be pleasantly surprised by more jobs ahead.
i did not leave social work or retire in the way i expected (i know i’m not alone in that … i wish i was). it was due to the worst treatment i have ever experienced on any job. fourteen horrible, traumatic weeks with a new boss (i still occasionally have bad dreams about it) … but it led me to retiring 32 months before my full retirement age, and *that* part has been such a gift (despite dealing with a lower social security check for the rest of my earthly life). i have more time with my family, to have fun together and to help them more, time to rest, try to relax, get back to reading, watch earl and the birds … … … God making beauty out of ashes.
praying for you, don and everyone else.
congrats of another etsy sale!
another beautiful photo and pieces of your heart and life. thank you.
stay safe. happy monday and always.
kathy
Thank you, Kathy. Sometimes an especially hard time of life leads to a much better one – which you have experienced.
Stay safe.
We are still in the throes of summer unfortunately, with temps in the upper 80’s, and no rain. So, we’ve been forced to start sprinkling again, after having recovered from a drought earlier this season. Climate change? Anyway…it’s frustrating, and I’m ready for cooler temps. Hopefully…next week. Enjoy your almost foggy morning…I can feel the coolness of that pic.
Time does seem to fly by the older we get. And it is absolutely necessary to stay present, and to not take anything for granted. And most importantly, to keep our loved ones close. Speaking of being present, I haven’t yet seen any of my hummingbirds this morning. I’ll keep my fingers a few are still here. I’m not ready for them to leave just yet.
Enjoy your day! ;)
It’s going to hit 80 degrees here today, however. And tomorrow, and then slowly the temps will go to mid and low seventies.
I hope you see your hummingbirds today, Donnamae.
Stay safe.
Oh, Claudia. I hope your reputation leads to more coaching jobs while you still want to work. I don’t need to tell you that, post-pandemic, lots of theater organizations took a financial hit and never recovered. This summer the NY Times, of all places, ran a long story about our obscure regional American Players Theater in Spring Green, southwestern Wisconsin. Such a special experience and we used to go lots when Dean ran the state Arts Board. So happy to hear they’re doing well 22 years after we moved away from Madison. With more apps coming on line that are even better than Zoom now, I hope you continue to coach.
Take care,
Kay
My paychecks, small as they are, reflect that theaters are hurting. I’m not protected by a union as directors, choreagraphers, designers and fight coaches are. Therefore, a coach for something as important as dialect and the actor’s voice gets moved to the bottom of the list. I’ve never earned a lot for what I do, but it’s frankly ridiculous how little time I have with the actors now. When I DO get a job. You might remember that I coached for a season at American Players Theater. They have a core company of actors who tend to live near Spring Green and then they bring in other actors as needed. They’re very talented and David, who retired a few years ago, ran it beautifully. I’m happy for them. Side note: I did find them a bit cliquey, which happens when so many of the same people who have known each other for years populate much of the cast.
Stay safe, Kay.
I love Jackson Brodie. Such good books.
Don’t think the towel is hung up yet. Might be. But it might not. We never know. But you are spot on about the sense of time going so fast. I don’t like that one single bit!
I don’t either, Jeanie. Frankly, it’s a bit terrifying.
Stay safe.
Love your picture of your beautiful tree. It’s hot here again, too. Time is flying by so fast it makes your head spin sometimes. I don’t know how we can slow it down. I do find that a day filled with activities seems to go slower for some reason. I don’t know why. Don’t give up hope, Claudia, of getting work. You just never know what is around the corner. Life can be full of surprises. Hope you and Don have a good week. Hugs, Elaine
Thank you for your kind words, Elaine.
Stay safe.
I am not a praying person but I do believe in putting things out into the Universe (I am not sure what that means…but I believe)..and I am going to put it out there that you will indeed get more coaching jobs. I am familiar with and believe in the “knowing” feeling, I am not being dismissive of that, in the least.
The mountains where I live are full of color even the Aspens are starting to turn yellow. It makes me sad.
Take Care,
Kaye
Thank you so much, Kaye. I appreciate that.
Stay safe.