Mark Strand is tops on my list. Last night, we went to a party after the opera and in handwriting tacked to a wall in the host’s house was this poem: Keeping Things Whole In a field I am the absence of field. This is always the case. Wherever I am I am what is missing. When I walk I part the air and always the air moves in to fill the spaces where my…
Guy Ritchie and Madonna have settled their divorce, according to the U.K. publication, The Sun. The “RocknRolla” director will reportedly walk away with assets totaling around $60 million, including a 1,200-acre country estate, a London pub, and a cash settlement. Madonna will hold on to her New York and Los Angeles homes and most of her considerable fortune, The Sun reported. “The negotiations were relatively painless,” The Sun quoted a source as saying. “Guy knew…
I remember something remarkable about my grandmother. She was raised in the South and had a tough life. She ran a dairy farm by herself after my grandfather left and raised five children. She was cool as a cucumber but tough as nails. As she aged, this miraculous thing happened to her – she began opening up and getting more girlish and you could almost see her enjoying herself. Sometimes, when I see T jumping…
Once again the mysterious pumpkin carver has struck the LaLa! We returned at 2 am from a fun party to find not two, but three pumpkins carved and lit up with candles – the perp we deduce was in mid act as a lone candle was left behind, as well as one pumpkin gone missing. And in the missing pumpkin’s place were an array of Indian corn, gourds and squash. We have four potential suspects,…
We went to the opera last night to see Puccini’s Manon Lescaut. Mind you, I was stressed all day, I was tired, and I felt like I was spun as tight as a Turkish top, but we were so happy we went. It was one of Puccini’s early operas and there are themes he brings up there that are more fleshed out in his later works. One is the theme of the poor wench, in…
We are having the reader’s digest version of a relationship and luckily I have enough age on me to do more than take an educated guess about how to react to our curves and dips when they appear. Today, we woke late after coming home from a party at 2AM – we had our coffee and tea on the front porch. The day began as one of those unforgettable fall days here in New Orleans.…
This week is the Japan Festival in City Park, there are three fabulous exhibits at the Ogden, the opera season begins tonight, my cousin is in town, I have a garden begging for me to get down on my knees, there is work to do that doesn’t get done when the phones are ringing, and I still want to see Religulous – how is it possible to do any of this? I had coffee yesterday…
New Orleans is one of the first cities to host a regular opera season starting back in 1796. The opera season starts tonight and we’re going to see Puccini’s Manon Lescaut – the opera is still housed in its temporary home but in mid season it finally gets to move back to the Mahalia Jackson Theater for the Performing Arts, which has been closed since Katrina. Placido Domingo is hosting the big re-opening. See, it’s…
I don’t necessarily like starting the day, the blog, with a negative, and so here is a toast to the potential in all of us. This morning walking Loca through City Park, she suddenly looked up and I did too and there was a bird on a wire singing a beautiful song. Last night at Meaux Bar, I had dinner with a friend and D waited on us and came over at one point incensed…
The other day I wrote about a guy who tore off his shirt and dove into the bayou to help a woman who drove her car directly into the water (for reasons that are still unclear). Then there was my friend down the street whose attempts to save a woman who had been carjacked, raped and shot multiple times, were her only saving grace (after she was dumped out of the car, she ran to…