Tuesday, July 18, 2017

My Itty Bitty Actor

has been acting for nearly nine months, but has only been in the local area to do starring roles for me (as the director/producer) during the past three and a half months.  In that length of time he has taken on more and more complex roles.  He'll soon be doing walk-on parts, and taking on speaking roles!
For now, his strengths as a performer are smiling, laughing, waving and stealing hearts!  You'll be seeing a lot more of him, Viewer Dear, as he gains experience*


*He's fast gaining teeth, as well (six) which adds a certain je ne sais quoi to his already quite captivating (some* would say over-the-top adorable) smile!

*Well, Reader Dear, I won't name names, but one of these is a woman who is diligently attempting to coax the word "grandmama" from his lips.

Monday, July 17, 2017

 It's another Friday, another pleasant summer evening!  It's another stroll down sidewalks!  It's another evening of entertainment and special treats!

This time, it's Second Friday.  The Yard Man and I are in a small town.  This time, we've got the Small Actor with us, along with his dad.  We've got three more members of the family, as well:  Dark-haired Daughter, David, and the Itty-Bitty Actor (an up-and-coming star whom you have yet to meet,* Reader Dear!)
video*To be remedied shortly!

Tonight's treats are flowers and ice cream, and the sidewalk entertainment is unique:

To our great surprise, Reader Dear, this evening the Ghostbusters are in town!

 For some of us (well, at least one), it is hard to believe!

Then, some of the sidewalk entertainment features our very own celebrated Small Actor, and his father (who strolled haphazardly into the role of the great Houdini [you know, Viewer Dear, walking by as the street magician was casting about for someone to fill it!])
video video

According to the votes of The Yard Man and I, both roles are worthy of an Actor of the Year Award (at the very least an Actor of the Hour Reward [ice cream!])

Saturday, July 15, 2017

Already it's Fine Enough,

celebrating a birthday (with all of one's descendants in attendance) on a superb summer Sunday evening* at the park with a chocolate cake sporting candles and some edible flowers.

Reader Dear, there's a breeze that is keeping things pleasant!
There's a playground nearby!

And then, add generous neighbors! "Would you like some steamed crabs?  They ask.  "We've got way more than we can eat!" And they hand over a heaping bagful!

Dear Reader, it's the kind of serendipity that puts a sparkly little touch to the birthday meal!**

**Handily filling in for the candle flames,
(who will shortly send their regrets via the breeze).



Ultimately, the rating is Super-fine!

*(Nearly a week ago. Reader Dear, I've been running to catch up!)

Thursday, July 13, 2017

The Lovely Lily

In the grand history of a year, the Lily Era has always been one of my favorites!  Right now the era is drawing to a close, and I'm enjoying my lilies, but ruefully eyeing the dwindling buds.

 The other day, as I studied the beauty of the lilies, I spotted a strikingly spotted butterfly appreciating them as well!

Last week I made up a bouquet of flowers to take to an unfortunate soul who is spending long days in the hospital.  Almost all of the flowers in the vase were lilies.

There is a nearby road that all throughout The Time of the Lilies sports a half-mile fringe of orange ones!  I travel this road frequently, and every time I see this delightful throng of lilies it immediately makes me about five to seven percent  happier!

My own flock of butter-yellow lilies gives me lots of pleasure, as well.

Years ago,  on this very date, (while the lilies were joyfully pushing open their new blooms every day) I birthed a new daughter.   I chose for her what I considered to be a beautiful name, but I was not aware of its meaning until quite some time later.

 I discovered that her name is:

"A female name, meaning 'lily,' or true beauty. It is derived from Σουσάννα (Sousanna), the Greek form of the Hebrew Shoshannah, which is derived from the Persian shoshan, or 'lily.' "

I was tickled pink!  (I have no pink lilies, but pink ones are lovely, too )

You know, Reader Dear, each blossom has its day in the sun, then shrivels and gives the spotlight to another.  I am impressed with their charming generosity, and diligently try to remove spent blooms (thus I save them from falling piteously to the ground [well, Viewer Dear, it improves the look of the beds, as well!)

The lily (as you may have astutely guessed, Dear Reader),  is one of my favorite flowers.*

*Just as Elder Daughter is one of my favorite daughters!**
 **Happy Birthday, Dear Suzanna!

Tuesday, July 11, 2017

First Friday of July

Because The Yard Man had a special invitation to attend an open-house at the new offices of Fig Magazine, we did not want to miss First Friday this past weekend.  And what a lovely evening it was, beginning at the Fig offices where we had a tour of the wondrously creative work spaces, and were proffered many sweet treats:  chocolate lollipops, chocolate drizzled popcorn (and the cheesy kind, as well), wrapped chocolates, peppermint candy, wine and mixed drinks, and a finale of scooped ice cream!

Definitely a sweet way to start our evening in the city!

Following that sugar buzz, we were treated to a brief rain shower and a double rainbow (In case you are curious to know, Reader Dear, [or even if you don't give a fig] we spent the rainy time in a small boutique, filled with unique styles and locally-made clothing).

Moving on, we decided to eat our supper of barbequed pork and tacos (purchased from trucks) wherever we could find a table.  We were so fortunate; there was only one available, and we claimed it!  It was a slightly rickety card table, blown over, with two wet folding chairs in far-flung spots!  We righted the table, wiped rain off the chairs and set them at the table. Such a pleasant setting,  surrounded by the food trucks, entertainment (we had a view of their backs, but could see that the dancing group had some fascinating moves!), and a small lake of water.
Tut, tut...blogspot is acting snooty again, won't let you watch this show!
Reader Dear, I enjoyed it for its unique qualities, in spite of the damp seat!

The rest of our evening was spent strolling the wet pavements and relishing the sights*

Bless his heart, The Yard Man tried to save me from the twenty-minute theological debate with this sidewalk pitchperson for heaven, but...
you know, Viewer Dear, I did have a test of my own about which to tell the man (also, er,  it developed that we had some slightly conflicting heavenly views).

The Yard Man quickly walked off and went to view the nearby large clopping animals.

All in all, Reader Dear, it was a super fine evening (some folks might even call it 'heavenly" [though I wouldn't go quite that far*])

*I like to save that term for  truly ecstatic moments; and, come to think of it, that first glimpse of the double rainbow after the rain: heavenly!