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November 29, 2018 at 10:20 am by Claudia

This may look like a cloud at sunset, but it’s actually our mountain range at sunrise. I don’t think I’ve ever seen the sun hit it that way. I didn’t do any editing or enhance the colors. This is exactly how it looked. In fact, Don saw it and said “Go take a picture!!”

So I ran out on the porch in my pajamas and socks and took several pictures. I like this one best.

We also watched about 30 crows flying around our yard, calling out to each other, landing on our trees. Crows fascinate me. They are such intelligent beings. Nevertheless, I told Don it looked like a scene from The Birds out there.

It’s been an eventful morning.

I didn’t get around to doing the porch lights, simply because it was so windy and cold yesterday. The wind was relentless – all day long and into the night. Today is much calmer, so – once I figure out where I put them – I’ll loop them from porch post to porch post, connect them to the extension cord and they’ll be good to go. It doesn’t take long. But boy, it looks pretty!

Nothing much new around here. We watched Victor, Victoria  last night. Neither of us had seen it in many years and it didn’t disappoint. It’s as good as ever. Gosh, I love Robert Preston. I love the entire cast, but I have a soft spot for Preston because I love The Music Man  so much.

I’m really loving Amazon Prime, which, to me, has more variety than Netflix. But Netflix has things that Prime doesn’t, so they balance each other rather nicely. One thing Prime does that I love: when you pause the film for some reason, they identify the names of the actors in the current scene. For people like us, who constantly try to identify certain actors or pause to Google a name, it’s really handy. And more importantly, it shows respect for the actors. Unlike Netflix, which shoves the credits up into the upper left hand corner of the screen, requiring the viewer to grab the remote and click on that tiny box to get it back on the full screen, Prime shows who the actors are – even those in minor roles. One of my pet peeves, both online, on television, and in the movie theater is this ‘racing’ through the credits. Excuse me? Actors and designers and camera operators and prop people and a whole host of creatives worked on this piece and they deserve to have their names clearly stated without the viewer trying to friggin’ speed read or having to constantly pause the screen to read the names. It’s so disrespectful. The powers-that-be keep pandering to the short attention spans of some viewers. We don’t all have short attention spans. Stop. Please.

My only Christmas decoration so far. And that’s only because he’s on display on the den bookshelves year round. You know the drill. I always wait until the end of the first week in December. I must admit I’m a bit more eager to decorate this year than usual – I suspect it’s due to the state of the world and my need to have something positive and sparkly and beautiful in my home. But I’ll wait. Besides, Don would not be happy if I decorated too early. He feels the same way I do.

I may drive over to an antique shop I haven’t been to for a while. I’m feeling the need to browse.

Happy Thursday.

 

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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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Potpourri on Tuesday

November 27, 2018 at 11:09 am by Claudia

• As promised, my little group of Vintage by Crystal creations.

I bought the two bunny rabbits first, then the Easter rabbit on the egg, then the Santa, and now the Butterfly Rider.

They’re smallish, they don’t take up too much room and they’re charming. What could be better?

You can find her on Etsy under Vintage by Crystal.

• I’ve been concerned about the giant Boston Fern that I brought in from the porch. It takes up a lot of real estate and we all know that ferns can be picky and hard to care for. They like moisture. With the heat on, I worry about it drying out and there have certainly been a lot of dead fronds that I’ve had to clean up. I’m now watering it more and misting it every time I water.

There are good signs, like this:

Several of these new fronds are growing out of the center of the plant. (Gosh, it was hard to get a good picture of this! They’re so tiny.) Anyway, I’m hopeful at the moment. Fingers crossed!

• I don’t know if you know about this little book; only 126 pages long, smallish – the size of a pamphlet, but it is essential reading for the times we’re living in. I actually bought it last fall in New Orleans, but Don and I only started reading it aloud to each other this morning. It’s a powerful and easy to read warning about tyranny, using examples from the 20th century.

You’ll be shocked – or maybe you won’t be – by the direct connection to what is happening in our present.

I’ve seen it recommended over and over during the past year and a half. And now I see why. Snyder is a Professor at Yale. It’s inexpensive, too – just $8.99.

• I finished Righteous  by Joe Ide this morning. (Reading in the morning = the best.) I can’t recommend this series highly enough. Ide has a unique voice and a unique character in IQ. I’m going to order his newest, Wrecked. But in the meantime, I’m starting The Comforts of Home  by Susan Hill. And Louise Penny arrives in my mailbox today.

Happy Tuesday.

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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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