So last Sunday, I saw the University of Evansville Theatre production of “Into the Woods”.
This beautiful Stephen Sondheim musical was introduced to me by my daughter when she was in high school, around 1990 or so, and played a VHS tape of the original Broadway performance over and over…and over. More recently, 2022, she and I saw the revived Broadway production together. I really love this musical; it is so complex and the music is so good. The UE production was nothing like what I saw on the tape or the Broadway stage. This version took place in a library, where the librarian is actually reading the fairy tale to some children. The scenery remained the library, though the children moved off stage until the end. It was much lighter, with laughs and broad characterizations — like a fairy tale! — where you feel a lot of fears and tears in the Broadway version. But the Music, the wonderful writing of James Lapine and compositions by Stephen Sondheim, was the same and well-sung by the talented cast of Theatre majors. I really loved it!
I always feel guilty when I miss a week of blogging, like I’ve really let you down. I give myself frequent hell for the whole time, every day thinking I’m a such a heel for just abandoning you, my faithful readers.
Your numbers have dwindled from my heyday of blogging, when I often blogged daily, taking on such taxing tasks like watching/reviewing every “Best Movie” Oscar winner, or taking you on a tour of my cd collection. You remember many incarnations of my gardens and home and were present when I got my baby grand piano.
Back then, I was working as a school nurse and a church organist, and track nurse during the horse racing season, There were grandchildren arriving every couple of years, so there was plenty of material for interesting blogs, with pictures of babies to attract the attention of the masses.
You were there when I retired, rather bitterly, and left a nice efu to my bosses at the school corporation right here on this blog. When Casey retired and we bought the travel trailer and started our travels, I blogged every trip and you rode along. Dear readers, you have taken 12 Disney trips with me and none of you complained!
The problem became for me that I was living my life like a commentary, seeing everything through its description or its photograph and I was feeling very detached, even dissociated from the Present Moment, aka Now. So I quit blogging, said my good-byes, and effectively moved back toward mindfulness.
But I missed you and I think y’all missed me, as well. We’ve got a thing going here, let’s face it. So I’ve attempted to post weekly, but once I took my mind off acquiring content, I’ve found it difficult to get back into the habit, especially during the slow times when not much is happening.
I also have a blog named All My Ancestors that tells the stories of many of my forebears (who are not, actually, bears). It is a work of love, as is my garden blog, Growing Every Season, but it’s nothing like this comfortable OG blog, Sonnystone Acres, where the News is just blather and balderdash. I really enjoy sitting down and talking with you every Sunday and appreciate your loyalty.
We’re going to go for a Fall Foliage ride this week, destination to be decided later, but I Will remember to take some pictures. Have a happy Halloween, if that’s your jam.
Peace
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