Thursday, May 21, 2020
A Quiet Day Full Of Thoughts
If I don't start getting up earlier to walk I'm going to die. It's just insane not to get out before the heat becomes something that physically bears down on me, with humidity percents matching the temperature. It wasn't even that horribly hot this morning when I finally stepped out of the house, my walking stick in my hand, my earbuds plugged in, my sweat rag in my pocket. But yesterday's and last night's glorious rain had caused the street and the ground to steam and it was not a pleasant experience. I cannot say I enjoyed it at all. I jokingly say that I need to walk to satisfy my need to suffer but there is a line. I also say that I walk because if I can still do it, I'm probably not dying but Jesus Christ, wouldn't it be ironic if I died walking?
Ah well. I did not die today.
I picked even more green beans than I picked two days ago. I picked more squash. I admired the many, many green tomatoes on the vines and hoped that they will ripen without being ruined by pest or pestilence. I ironed while I watched A Secret Love on Netflix. I cried as I ironed. I've got dough for focaccia rising and I picked as many leaves of arugula off one of the spent plants as I could to top it with along with mozzarella and cherry tomatoes.
I have thought about my mother a lot.
I'm going to make more squash soup and I need to get to it.
Here's a song for you that musicians in the Gainesville area made. Lon and Lis are in it. It is beautiful.
Often, after I see Lis and Lon play, I will tell Lis, "I can't talk to you," because I am so overwhelmed by their music. One minute Lis and I are giggling about the silliest of things and making supper together and drinking martinis together and the next, she is onstage and doing something I could never imagine being able to do.
I feel like I can't talk to her after watching this video.
I am humbled by the entire thing.
See you tomorrow. And on the other side.
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I cannot even speak after watching this video. I am floored. Thank you for sharingReplyDelete
Oh god that song is so eerie and sad and perfect brought hot animal tears.ReplyDelete
Thank you for sharing this beautiful video. There are no words.ReplyDelete
Thank you, that was wonderful.ReplyDelete
What we have learned to do. Melding music from from so many of use. Not really pretending life is just the same. We really are on the other side now.ReplyDelete
That video was amazing. Yes, we are on the other side now.ReplyDelete
Made me cry...Thank you for sharing this!ReplyDelete
Thank you for sharing this Mary, it made me cry too. Hope Hank is much better now love Blods xxReplyDelete
That video brought tears to my eyes. It's so powerful to see many different people in different locations all come together on a project like this. Are Lon and Lis the ones on the couch, beneath the row of instruments, and then singing to each other on either side of the door?ReplyDelete
Yup. That is the beautiful couple.Delete
Thank you for sharing that wonderful song - filled with compassion, understanding and creativity. Never before did the term "the other side" mean so much to us all. I hope we get there...I really do.ReplyDelete
the heat and humidity are just horrible. and it's still just May. I should get up earlier to get anything done outside but dammit, I'm just not an early riser. I like my long mornings sitting quietly having my coffee and reading blogs. and you walk and I do yoga because if either of us stops then we won't be able to walk or do yoga.ReplyDelete
I know what you mean about being humbled by Lis and Lon's talent, and their ability to step out into the world and share it so boldly. I'm humbled too. But how wonderful to know that this bold magnificent person is your dear friend, who loves you as much as you love her. Such a gift life has given you both. Hugs to you, dear one.ReplyDelete
That music was just so beautiful - absolutely haunting!ReplyDelete