More pictures from the Oregon Coast and Aquarium.
I downloaded these when I was in Eugene last week and am now finally blogging again.
Now that we're back in Alberta, it's taking a bit to realize where we are. I still wake up every morning listening for my boys upstairs and then I realize there is no upstairs and there's a man in my bed!
The sun doesn't seem to wake me up as early as it did before I left and the boys have been sleeping in, so now it feels strange. Our meal times are all late and there is a cool breeze here in Rosebud that feels like an Oregon breeze. Confusing.
But when I look at the hills and the big sky, I remember where I am.
We had an important putzing and catch-up on laundry, etc. day yesterday and then rode our bikes to the prayer labyrinth behind the church to remember our friend Jeremy Tow who was undergoing brain surgery.
Word today is that Jeremy is recovering well.
Memories of Oregon are still fresh. I'm so glad we got to go. -A year ago during the middle of the run of "Fiddler" I knew I did not want to commit to a play all summer next time, but to travel in my year of turning 40. Well, travel I have. From Boston to Chemainus, to Oregon, and a short trip to Vancouver is in the works for late October. Wow. I like it. It's a lot of prep and recovery, but it's a good thing.
The boys have changed significantly. They are more aware, more in need of deciding their foundation with the transient life of vacation. But mostly I think they enjoy the spirit of freedom and play. They got a bit spoiled and they loved it.
When I was at the beach I had a distinct knowing that I could live there my whole life if writing was my profession. Maybe some day I will. But right now I have not touched my play for almost three weeks. Sigh. It's OK. There's school supplies and other adventures ahead to squeeze in before the big education machine starts rolling for the whole family.
I was glad to reconnect to family at home and I also got to go to the Oregon Shakespeare Festival for a couple of days all on my own! I loved it. My favorite play was "All's Well That Ends Well" I really liked the director's hand in making it more accessible and rearranging some to the speeches. It was in the New Theatre small space so I felt very close. Another exciting play was the world premier of Equivocation. The audience loved it; it was like they were primed to love it. I was not primed to love it, but I felt very drawn in and intrigued. It was very clever, and just a wee bit too distractingly clever a couple moments, but overall, I really appreciated the layered writing. It's a perfect fit for a Shakespeare Festival where the audience can pick up on all the references to Will and his plays (and thankfully they were not spelled out for us, although you could see a few of them coming.)
I love watching Richard Elmore. He's always so easy to love. Although this time I hardly recognized him with his white hair and thin frame. I liked the idea of equivocation as a way of telling the truth without putting yourself or someone else in danger. I had heard the very same example used by Jack Crabtree at Gutenberg college, so it was striking to hear Bill Cain use it in a play: "If someone came to your door and asked if you were hiding some Jews [or the King], what would you answer?" Well, some would say you lie and equivocation says of course you say no, because you are answering the real question which is: "May I kill your guest?"
Of course it was spelled out better than that, but that's the gist and it made for good thought and relevance to Shakespeare being blackmailed into writing a play to favor rather than tell the truth. Kinda reminds me of La Bete with the political pressure vs. integrity theme.
Well, enough reminiscing; back to the boys.
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