Saturday, May 31, 2014

The Way I Live Now

Today as I walked around watering things in the shade, transplanting white impatiens from a broken pot into broken ground, and just gazing at the beauty of summer coming in, I thought, "I used to need down time, and now I live in down time. I changed my life!" True, the follow-up thought--as artists are constantly wracked by self-doubt-- was, "Maybe I actually need a little up time." But, no. I let that go.

And I wasn't really a slattern on my Saturday (Slattern Day in the blog)! I did the physical labor, and then I brought all my desk work outside, after a stint on the computer, posting the latest theatre review by Scott Klavan and selecting fantastic New York photographs by Frederic Bourret for it at Escape Into Life.

Outside, I was reading poetry, Echo, by Christina Lovin, toward a review; re-reading The Language Archive, a play by Julia Cho, toward a fall production; and writing, always writing. Some of it was note-taking. For instance, I noted from a poem in The New Yorker, "Kale," by Jordan Davis, the exact gardening information needed by my friend Kristi in Michigan: "If you cut a butterfly bush / down to nothing, it grows back / the next year twice as high." (I must remember to send that to her, or maybe she'll read it in this blog!) I love learning stuff from poems.

Yes, I love the way I live now. And it's also a Random Coinciday, as the latest book review up at EIL, by Seana Graham, is about The Way We Live Now, by Anthony Trollope. That's one I saw first in its film version, as a fabulous mini-series. I hope I get to read it some day, perhaps in some down time. Watching the series, I felt the terrible pertinence to our times noted by Graham in her book review. Sigh.... It's as if we're Trapped in the Mirror, the title of this photo by Bourret!

And I love this bench, titled The Seat of the Soul. All those circles.

I sit on a bench-like glider, once the shade finds it, to do my outdoor back yard reading. No circles, just weathered slats and rusted screws, but it still glides...


seana graham said...

Thanks for the mention and I love the photos.

Have you ever read How I Live Now, by Meg Rosoff. Young Adult fiction, but really good.

I have changed my life this year too! Much for the better, I think, though I'm still feeling it out.

And, though I don't usually water the yard here, my landlady is away, so guess what I was doing this beautiful evening? Sparingly, though, because there isw a drought.

Marcoantonio Arellano said...

gracias, Kathleen.

Kathleen said...

Thanks for stopping by, Marcoantonio and Seana! And thanks for the book recommendation--I'll see if our library has it!

I am sensitive to the watering situation in CA--and anywhere! Usually, I don't water the lawn at all, just a patch of new grass seed my husband planted. I water the flower bed when there is something newly planted or, sigh, struggling in heat. Must keep things alive!