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Signs of Spring and Reading

April 14, 2023 at 8:56 am by Claudia

The forsythia is gorgeous this year. At times during the day, it is such a vivid yellow.

It’s ridiculously hot here. Yesterday it hit 89, today it will hit 90 degrees. As I walked around the property, taking photos, moving some chairs off the porch and into the Secret Garden and Funky Patio, and picking up branches that fell during the winter, I didn’t think that this unseasonably warm weather would wreak havoc with my allergies. Well, actually, I did, but I didn’t think I was out there long enough for it to impact me. I was wrong. I started coughing late yesterday afternoon and into the evening and my night’s sleep was ruined by yet more coughing. It’s so frustrating! My cough was all but gone. Don felt crappy, too, and he went outside to clean out the culvert. Idiots throw their beer cans and trash into it as they drive by.

Anyway, today we are staying inside, especially because there is an air quality advisory having to do with ozone levels.

It was nice to be outside, though, and I felt twinges of excitement at the thought of cleaning out the garden beds, planting some pots – all the things I do in the early spring. Usually, I’ve planted pansies by now. But everything has been thrown off by being sick and working on the show.

Tomorrow, the temperature drops and we’ll have rain for the next few days.

The beginnings of the lilacs.

Except for War and Peace (and we just passed our 100th day of this read-along) I’m reading nonfiction at the moment, which is not like me. I can’t seem to find any fiction in my voluminous To Be Read pile that excites me at the moment (don’t worry, that will change.) So, I take it as a sign that I’m meant to be reading nonfiction. I’m close to finishing Underland  by Robert MacFarlane. It’s simply extraordinary. I’m also reading a bio of Rodgers and Hammerstein called Something Wonderful  by Todd Purdom. I’ve read several bios about them in the past, but this one is newer and it’s very well written and researched. Decades ago, I sang the song ‘Something Wonderful’ when I was in a production of the The King and I.

I also have a book called London Fog  that I’m anxious to start.

This morning, I started reading as soon as I sat down and didn’t turn on my phone until I had to retrieve these photos for the post. I used to do that every day in the days before iPads and phones and laptops. I would make a cup of coffee and read for hours. I need to do that more. Actually, I didn’t want to stop, but it was my turn to make our second cup of coffee and I had to write this post.

But today will be a reading day. Don is actually reading a book by James Michener as well as War and Peace. He usually reads nonfiction. What the??? We’re topsy-turvy.

Adrian got out of bed yesterday and sat in a chair for a short period of time. Such welcome news!

And for the first time ever, two huge crows stopped at the birdbath for a drink of water.

Note: Sometimes when I send comment replies, I get a message back from the email provider of the addressee saying that they can’t authenticate my email, or that it’s suspicious, or bulk. This has to do with your email providers. Today I got one for Chris K, but it happens with others, as well. Nothing you can do about it, I suppose. I’m just letting you know that 98% of the time, I respond to comments, so if you don’t get an email saying I’ve replied, check back here anyway. xo

Stay safe.

Happy Friday.

 

 

Filed Under: birds, books, flowers, reading 38 Comments

A Few More Egg Cups

April 13, 2023 at 8:24 am by Claudia

Well, I made it through the day yesterday on four hours of sleep. The run-through went very well. Then I ran into some problems with the theater on how I get paid, which eventually got resolved. Still pisses me off, however. When I finally got home I had to fill out additional paperwork and then I collapsed in my chair. Kept falling asleep throughout the evening…

I have a bit of a break before I have to drive to NJ on Tuesday. Today’s theme (for both of us) is ‘Do Nothing.’

Adrian is still in a great deal of pain and it’s taken a while for him to think and respond to questions clearly. That’s slowly getting better, according to Margaret. How I wish he wasn’t dealing with pain!

We text one question a day to Margaret because we know she’s got her hands full. We usually wait until the evening. Prayers for Adrian and Margaret and Adrian’s son, Tyler.

I forgot to include these beauties in my little egg cup tour! I suspect I’ll find a few more that were left out.

The silver egg cup on the left (which I quickly polished this morning with an anti-tarnish cloth) is my most expensive egg cup. Don bought it for me in Paris several years ago. It’s petite in size and that art nouveau design is gorgeous. (It’s currently reflecting the surface of the stool, so keep that in mind.)

The two beauties on the right are antique egg cups from Germany. I found them on eBay a few years ago. I love anything with bluebirds, so I had to have them. Aren’t they lovely? The birds are so detailed and delicate.

I’m going to take it very, very easy today with a possible stroll around the property to see the green buds on the lilacs and the crabapple tree next to the catalpa.

It’s going to be 88 degrees here today. I mean, come on! Way too hot!

Stay safe.

Happy Thursday.

Filed Under: coaching, egg cups 16 Comments

A Groundhog, Some Flowers, and Commuting

April 12, 2023 at 8:00 am by Claudia

I lied. I am posting today because I’m writing it yesterday!

Oh, hello!

Our first groundhog sighting. He was right outside the living room window, chomping on some grass. Rather sizeable, this one. That made us happy.

As do these sweet grape hyacinths that pop up right next to the porch.

I want to get better for many reasons, not the least of which is it’s time to start cleaning up the garden beds. We’re heading toward temps in the 80s at the end of the week. Very unseasonable, of course, but spring fever, here we come.

I’m in NYC as you read this, but at the end of Wednesday, I will be through with commuting back and forth to the city for the time being. I’ll head to NJ next Tuesday for an overnight stay.

I want to make something clear about commuting and trains and buses, etc. When we realized we would have to move quite a bit north of the city in order to afford a house, we knew there would be a a trade-off. And that is the long distance from our house to Manhattan which means our commute is longer and quite a bit more expensive. We wanted a house, so we went into it with our eyes wide open. No not-for-profit theater can afford to pay for a hotel in the city for someone who lives within commuting distance. Reality check: they wouldn’t, nor should they, and do you have any idea how expensive hotels are in Manhattan??? As it is, they reimburse me for the cost of the train or bus. I have to pay for all those things up front, submit my receipts, and eventually a check will arrive in my mailbox.

Also, no Broadway show with a big budget will pay for hotel accommodations for yours truly. I’ve worked on Broadway twice and that just didn’t happen except for a couple of nights during tech week for Anastasia. I commuted back and forth to the city every day I had to be at rehearsal. There are a lot of people who do what I do in the NYC area, so if I’m offered the job, I count myself lucky, indeed. Also not-for-profit theaters were devastated by lockdown and many of them are having trouble surviving. They cut back on the amount of weeks in rehearsal, they do whatever they can to save money and build up their subscriber base to what it once was.

When we moved out east, I was 49. I’m now 70. It was somewhat difficult even at the age of 49, but for the first four years we lived in the East, we lived closer to NYC, so it was much more doable. We’ve lived here 17 years and I still do it, as does Don, but it takes a lot more out of us. It’s something I’m going to have to come to terms with. Usually, I have a short spurt of travel back and forth for a week or so. This time, I have more, and I am sick. What would be hard normally is extremely difficult when you’re sick.

Now, imagine Don doing that for years – traveling into the city, killing time, traveling on the subway to his audition, waiting to audition, spending about 60 seconds in the room auditioning, racing to get back to the bus station, then traveling back home. All for a minute of not-even-work. That’s much worse.

But it’s what we do, so when we get a chance to work, or a chance to audition for work, we take it.

This has been a tough one because I’ve been sick for 2 weeks of the 2½ weeks we’ve been in the rehearsal studio. Hopefully, that will never happen again.

Anyway, I wanted to add context because it isn’t like your normal 9-to-5 commute.

I’m looking forward to a few days of rest after this.

Stay safe.

Happy Wednesday.

 

Filed Under: coaching, flowers, groundhogs 18 Comments

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I live in a little cottage in the country with my husband. It's a sweet place, sheltered by old trees and surrounded by gardens. The inside is full of the things we love. I love to write, I love my camera, I love creating, I love gardening. My decorating style is eclectic; full of vintage and a bit of whimsy.

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