Jesus Christ. I just studied lines for 6.5 hours. Okay. I took a few breaks.
And I took a few pictures.
While walking around the back yard, doing my lines, I found three white violets which had opened. I was shocked. I don't know why. If the Japanese Magnolias are blooming, the violets can't be far behind. The white ones always open first and then the purple ones. When there are more than three, I will start tossing them in the salads.
I found one of Owen's animals in the back yard, too. His elephant. I wonder if he's missed it. I miss him. I'm studying my lines with my iPhone. I downloaded an app for a voice recorder and when I recorded some of my cue lines and then my responses last week, I was also following Owen around and his voice comes through on the recorder and it makes me feel sort of weakified with love and longing to kiss him. I can also hear Elvis and the train but they don't have the same effect.
Anyway, I found Owen's elephant and I posed it with a little piece of stick that has what is possibly a lichen on it (Syd? Kathleen? Anyone?) which is so common here I almost never notice it but damn...it's sort of beautiful.
I don't think I've ever taken the time to actually look at it close up.
I'm glad I did today. I need to learn more about it.
I love that color- it's almost the color of my kitchen and it looks like a cross to me between lettuce or a stag horn fern and some sort of sea creature. I swear to you- I have been around this stuff my entire life and it wasn't until tonight that I actually LOOKED at it.
Which makes me wonder, as it does whenever something like this happens- WHAT THE HELL ELSE AM I MISSING?
I swear to god. I should try getting stoned once in a while. You see more stuff like that when you're stoned. We won't even talk about what you see if you've ingested a few sacred and holy mushrooms.
But today's sight was not enhanced with anything but script-concentration and these contact lenses which, if anything, decrease what I see but maybe that actually causes me to look more carefully. Looking and seeing are of course two different things but one will lead to another.
For example: A husband who, after eating an omelet and sausage and biscuits with honey will wash the dishes and give you "that" look. You know the one. The one that leads to foolin' around.
It's been a good day.
Yes it has.
I am grateful for every damn bit of it.