A Different And Very Fine Day

I got off my ass today and took a little walk through Lloyd. The part where people live. The part where the fally down house is. It's been a beautiful day, gorgeous skies and nice temperatures that are neither too hot or too cold. Low humidity. And none of my body parts felt as if they were on the brink of complete wreckage. 
So there were no excuses available not to walk. 
And of course I was glad I did. 

This is part of Main Street as is the picture above it. The fally down house is to the right of the road and Abraham's house is coming up on the left. 

Ellen- these reminded me of painting you are working on now. 

I stopped by the post office, of course. It is doing fine. Since it was after the noon hour, there was no post master or mistress there but the door is always open to pick up mail. In Lloyd news, I hear that Keisha, whom I like so much, is moving to a Tallahassee post office. This makes me sad. She is young and she is so friendly and I always love seeing what her amazing, pointy, incredibly long and decorated nails are looking like. But she lives in Tallahassee so I understand the move. 

This is the railroad track that goes behind the post office and also, my house which is probably less than a quarter of a mile away from where I took this picture. Runs right behind the old chicken coop.

I got an e-mail today from one of my oldest friends. A fella I knew in high school and we have been communicating fairly regularly in one way or another for about fifty-two years. We do short catch-ups about family and so forth and in today's e-mail, besides telling me that he and his wife are about to go to Paris (which is not unusual for them) he told me that he'd gone to see the Dylan movie, "A Complete Unknown," and had really enjoyed it and recommended that I make the effort to go see it. 
One would have to live under a rock, or perhaps just outside of social media's grasp, not to have heard of this movie. I have seen snippets of interviews with the actor who played Dylan in the movie, Timothée Chalamet, and much has been made over the fact that all of the music in the movie was played and sung by the actors themselves. Chalamet is getting some excellent reviews. 
But I was not inclined to go see it because no one but Bob Dylan is Bob Dylan and I thought I would probably hate the fact that it wasn't Bob Dylan singing and playing in the movie, but an actor and what actor could capture Dylan's voice and style?
Well, it turns out that Chalamet does a damn good job of it. And the woman who plays Joan Baez, Monica Barbaro is also very fine, both as an actress and a performer. Good casting all around. 
I decided, obviously, to go see the movie this afternoon. I hardly ever go to movies. Maybe once a year. Or not. But you know- here I am with no schedule but for my own and popcorn for lunch is wonderful every now and then. And I'm so glad I listened to my friend. I trusted him on this because he has been a huge Dylan fan since we were seniors (in high school, not seniors like we are now) and we sometimes joke that he gave me Bob Dylan and I gave him the Rolling Stones. 

Fair trade, indeed.

I'd embed the trailer here but I don't want to. Somehow it seems to me that you have to see the whole cloth of the movie to appreciate what the actors and directors were doing. Also, to be smoothly transitioned from, "Hmmm. He doesn't really look like Bob Dylan," to "I know that's not Bob Dylan but it doesn't really matter."

And there are no real questions answered in the movie, no real explanation of how and why Bob Dylan became Bob Dylan. The myths and stories of his origin remain myth and story and I liked that. The man has always been and will always be "A Complete Unknown."

Edward Norton's performance as Pete Seegar was heartrending. We meet him in Woody Guthrie's hospital room when Woody was dying of Huntington's Disease and he is just so kind, so good. His character becomes more complex as the movie progresses, though which Norton, one of the finest actors working today in my opinion, handles seamlessly. 

A surprise to me was the character of Seeger's wife, Toshi Seeger, played by Eriko Hatsune. I would like to learn more about the real-life Toshi. Being the wife of a musician is not an easy thing to be and all the successful male musicians I've personally known have had a wife or companion who was incredibly self-sacrificing, hard-working, and ultimately, forgiving and whom without, the musicians never would have accomplished what they did. 

I, like my friend, think that the movie is well worth making an effort to see. To give it my final review I will say that it is two hours and twenty minutes long and I did not get up to pee once. 

One more thing- a sort of synchronicity. 
Woody Guthrie played a large part in the life of Bob Dylan. He played a part in the movie, too, but was mostly mute, being at the end stages of Huntington's. 
As we all know, Woody's son is Arlo Guthrie who has made his own name in the music world. I have said before that Arlo has a place in Sebastian and he did, but he's sold it. I know this because I follow him on Facebook because of the Roseland/Sebastian connection. He and his wife have bought another place for their winter stays somewhere in Roseland and I do not know where. But today he posted this picture.

Sunset over the Sebastian River. 
How many pictures have I posted that are so very much like this one, taken in Roseland? I think it may well have been taken from the Roseland Community dock which is on a piece of property that adjoined my grandparents' property in Roseland. 

Here's a sunset picture I took a little way to the west of Arlo's picture. 

I could be wrong. But it is a sunset over my river. 

Of that there is no doubt. 

Here's another. 

We have got to get back there soon. 

Love...Ms. Moon