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Tuesday Morning

August 28, 2018 at 10:17 am by Claudia

It’s once again very hot and very humid here with excessive heat warnings today and tomorrow. It will feel like it is well over 100 degrees. The air is like soup. And my friends in Wisconsin are battling rain and floods and my friends out west are dealing with forest fires. I can’t help thinking Mother Nature is pissed off. And I don’t blame her.

I watered everything this morning and I’ll be staying in for the rest of the day as humidity and I don’t do well together.  Oops! Have to put more water in the birdbath, though I’m not seeing as many birds there as I did earlier in the summer. My lonesome dove often sits on the edge of the birdbath for a spell and the finches take quick drinks, but otherwise, I’m not seeing the catbirds (who love baths!) or the robins. All of that means summer is winding down, which, as much as I’ve hated the weather this summer, makes me sad.

I spoke firmly to the heavenly blue morning glories this morning and asked them when I am going to see flower buds. So far, I’ve received no answer. I’m getting impatient!

The limelights are turning pink, another sign of the seasonal change. That bush, which used to be upright, is now hanging down to the ground due to the constant rain pummeling it until it bent over under the weight. I’m not happy about that. I’ve done my best to nudge it upright, but it’s not working.

Most of the bee balm has dried up and is finished for the season, but there are a few flowers here and there.

I started in on the deductions yesterday and worked for several hours until I felt the beginnings of a primal scream. So I stopped. More today.

Thanks for all the tips on the butterfly and nightshade. It’s Eastern black nightshade and I don’t see it anywhere else. There’s lots of discussion as to if it’s really as toxic as people think it is. I don’t have a pet that will chomp on it and most animals know not to. Most of the discussion is about its effect on soybean crops and not on animals or humans. Since it lives mainly in the woods, I’m leaving it there.

Happy Tuesday.

 

 

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Wildflowers & Neil Simon

August 27, 2018 at 10:17 am by Claudia

Goldenrod is blooming everywhere. Check out the two little bugs on the left. I had no idea they were there when I took the picture. I love surprises like that.

Neil Simon. Truly a gigantic loss for American Theater, as well as film. We’ll not see his like again. He started out as a very young writer working on the famous Your Show of Shows  with Sid Caesar, along with fellow writers, Mel Brooks, Carl Reiner (who also performed in the skits) and his brother Danny Simon. He was also a famous script doctor, hence his nickname, Doc. When a show was trying out on the road and the script needed a fresh eye to make it work, he would be brought in to fix it. Everything I’m writing here is what I know off the top of my head. I have no idea how many shows he doctored, but there were a lot of them. Then there was his output as a playwright and screenwriter. No one knew how to write comedy like he did. No one. The comedy was character-based, so it worked. A joke just for the sake of a joke does not work. It has to come out of something real.

I did scenes from his plays in college, I did a staged reading of Prisoner of Second Avenue years later. Don has done The Odd Couple. And, several years ago, Don actually spoke with Simon on the phone. We hadn’t moved East yet and Don was staying at our friend’s place in Manhattan. This friend is a well-known director who was working on a project with Simon, but our friend was out of town. One day, the phone rang, and it was Neil Simon wanting to talk with our friend. So Don got to chat with him for a while.

Don and I speak often about how much we miss Larry King’s show on days like these. It functioned as a gathering place, a place we could all come together to mourn the loss of someone like John McCain or Neil Simon. We could tune in and hear stories about that person from those who knew and loved them. I really miss that. CNN disappoints me in all sorts of ways (I rarely watch it nowadays) but the failure of CNN/Jeff Zucker to keep that 9 pm slot for that kind of programming is perhaps my biggest disappointment. I can think of about 5 people right off the top of my head who would be great successors to Larry King.

I saw this tiny moth yesterday:

I see them a lot among the wildflowers. I tried to identify it but was unsuccessful. I’m pretty sure it’s a moth but maybe it’s a teeny tiny butterfly?

The markings are so beautiful.

I saw this wildflower blooming up in the back forty. I’ve never seen it before and as far as I can tell, only the one plant is blooming. Isn’t it sweet?

We’re making big plans for the month of October, when we will celebrate our 20th wedding anniversary. More on that soon! (Yes, it’s a teaser.)

Happy Monday.

 

 

 

Filed Under: flowers, theater, wildflowers 40 Comments

Meet Maria

August 26, 2018 at 9:29 am by Claudia

First of all, Rest in Peace, John McCain. There are tributes pouring in and they are more eloquent than anything I could write. I’ll just say that though I often disagreed with him, I never for one moment doubted his integrity, his bravery, his love of country over party. And he proved that again and again. He was a true statesman, the last Republican (seemingly) willing to stand up for what is right and to call out wrong. That he had to leave this world knowing what was happening to his Party and to the Presidency makes me very sad. That he fought for us, saved the ACA, spoke out against torture, hand-carried the Steele Dossier to the FBI, and spoke out against Putin and Trump makes me very proud indeed to have witnessed his legacy.

The phlox is blooming in the big garden bed. Such a glorious scent!

I received a package in the mail yesterday from Tina-Marie, a reader of this blog. She had written to me to say that she found an egg cup she wanted to send to me. And she did.

I am crazy  about this egg cup!

Meet Maria (the name is written on the base).

She is by Sevi, an Italian maker of all sorts of things including wooden egg cups. She’s most likely from the 1950s. There’s a whole series of them that have ski caps.

Sans cap, ready for the egg of your choice. She is simply adorable.

I have one other wooden figural egg cup, the one that Don and Scout gave me several years ago, but that one is from England.

Here she is in her new home!

Thank you so much, Tina-Marie! Such a lovely, lovely gift.

Note the handwritten (in pencil) “John File” on the edge of the cubby. This piece is so interesting!

I must admit that I am still procrastinating as to deductions. We have until Friday, which is what I told myself when I was feeling a bit wonky from allergies yesterday and just didn’t feel like adding up lots of figures.

It will get done. I guess, in true procrastinator style, I figure 5 more days isn’t ‘down to the wire.’ I will also have to remind Don every day for the next 5 days that he has to figure out his deductions as well.

We have two procrastinators in this family.

Happy Sunday.

 

 

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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.

I've worked in the theater for more years than I can count. I'm currently a voice, speech, dialect and text coach freelancing on Broadway, off Broadway, and in regional theater.

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