Sunday, April 03, 2005
Morning Awakens...
...and Time has sprung forward: we are officially in the Time of Spring, and days will be lasting longer! Those ice-cream-smeared-on-face summer days are not far behind for us all, except of course for the Pope , who did indeed die yesterday...may he rest well.
Spring in New York City is a remarkable thing. The City sheds its skin. It dons the colorful new fashions of all the young designers and stalks its prey: it looks to mate and stay out late in the Downtown bars. It walks on high high-heeled open-toed sandals and men wear linen shirts open at the neck. Hair is cut short and bags are packed for the Hamptons or Fire Island. Work is an after-thought...Fridays are casual at the office and trains are rushed to be met. Summertime in New York is gin and tonic time. Sidewalk cafes have slow turnover, and people are on display and know it. Spring time morphs slowly into Summer and the only real difference is that one is more air-conditioned than the other, and Spring hopes, Summer sweats.
But both are warm and both are glad that Winter is gone away for a while. In a New York Spring and Summer, even when it rains, the sun is shining. Spring this year is turquoise and pink. Summer looms striped and bold. And all I know is I have to be near some water somewhere.
Abingdon is landlocked. I have not been near a shoreline in some time and I want to see one and spend some real time by it. I need the horizon a shoreline provides. Where water meets sky and all is calmly, expectantly flat. My heart was lifted high by the Mountains of North Carolina..what I want now is the steady beat of a persistent body of water lapping its shore. The knowledge that the next second will bring the next watery layer of liquid lace...I am remembering the house we used to have in Old Lyme...i want that. Not a proper pool, but a wild and uncontainable larger aquatic event...i want that.
And so it will happen...of course it will.
Meanwhile, today, we must get done all the things we were too lazy to do yesterday...we slept and cuddled and slept and slept some more. IT WAS WONDERFUL!
We had chocolate cake for dinner! Delish... And i was so very glad not to have a matinee or evening show to perform! So was Peter. One of these days we will get around to going out to see more theater and music , but right now we seem content to be at home. Money is better spent right now on other things.
Tonight we will probably have dinner with Paul and Steve. It seems to have become a regular weekly thing to do and it is nice. Family.
Spring in New York City is a remarkable thing. The City sheds its skin. It dons the colorful new fashions of all the young designers and stalks its prey: it looks to mate and stay out late in the Downtown bars. It walks on high high-heeled open-toed sandals and men wear linen shirts open at the neck. Hair is cut short and bags are packed for the Hamptons or Fire Island. Work is an after-thought...Fridays are casual at the office and trains are rushed to be met. Summertime in New York is gin and tonic time. Sidewalk cafes have slow turnover, and people are on display and know it. Spring time morphs slowly into Summer and the only real difference is that one is more air-conditioned than the other, and Spring hopes, Summer sweats.
But both are warm and both are glad that Winter is gone away for a while. In a New York Spring and Summer, even when it rains, the sun is shining. Spring this year is turquoise and pink. Summer looms striped and bold. And all I know is I have to be near some water somewhere.
Abingdon is landlocked. I have not been near a shoreline in some time and I want to see one and spend some real time by it. I need the horizon a shoreline provides. Where water meets sky and all is calmly, expectantly flat. My heart was lifted high by the Mountains of North Carolina..what I want now is the steady beat of a persistent body of water lapping its shore. The knowledge that the next second will bring the next watery layer of liquid lace...I am remembering the house we used to have in Old Lyme...i want that. Not a proper pool, but a wild and uncontainable larger aquatic event...i want that.
And so it will happen...of course it will.
Meanwhile, today, we must get done all the things we were too lazy to do yesterday...we slept and cuddled and slept and slept some more. IT WAS WONDERFUL!
We had chocolate cake for dinner! Delish... And i was so very glad not to have a matinee or evening show to perform! So was Peter. One of these days we will get around to going out to see more theater and music , but right now we seem content to be at home. Money is better spent right now on other things.
Tonight we will probably have dinner with Paul and Steve. It seems to have become a regular weekly thing to do and it is nice. Family.
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