Ray and I were the lucky recipients of tickets to see Mozart’s opera, The Magic Flute, tonight at Dorothy Chandler Pavilion. This rendition was staged as a silent movie with graphics that flashed on a huge screen on the stage. The performers appeared via doors that swung open and closed for their solos. This was…
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Art Class at the Barnsdall Tonight
After a long work day, I hesitantly climbed in the car and drove with Ray the forty-five minutes it takes to get to the Barnsdall Art Center at 5:30 in the afternoon here in LA. (It’s a 25 minute return trip later in the evening.) We were headed for our stained glass class that we’re…
Day with the Grandkids
We had a lovely visit this afternoon with Sarah and our little grandchildren, Luna and Nico. We spent time at the park and then back at Sarah and Gregorio’s home. This evening Liz and Ron came over and we all had dinner together, which was a treat. We had lots of time at the park to…
Why I Serve as a Lay Eucharistic Minister
Last night I served as the Lay Eucharistic Minister (LEM) at the Vigil Mass at my church, St. Thomas the Apostle, Hollywood. This means that I robed up in my black cassock and long white cotta and spent the majority of the mass standing to the left of the priest (Canon Ian Elliot Davies) at…
Back in LA, Safe and Sound
Yesterday afternoon we arrived at 5:30 in Pasadena and headed directly over to our daughter Sarah’s house to see her and – of course – our grandchildren. Nico just turned five weeks (born January 13) and Luna will be 3 on April 4th. As an extra bonus, our daughter Liz was visiting and before the…
My Dad and His Life
Today is my dad’s birthday. He was born February 19, 1903 and died February 4, 1972, just a couple of weeks after my 19th birthday. My dad was a native Texan; his mother, Mollie Fitzgerald Leatherwood, came from one of the founding families of Fannin County where he and his nine siblings were born and…
Grants, New Mexico
We are headed back to CA on I-40. We are spending the night in Grants and will hopefully make it to LA in time tomorrow to go see Sarah, Luna and Nico (Gregorio is working late tomorrow). I believe Rachael may be there, too. (Not sure about Liz and Ron.) The trouble is it is…
Flash Fiction Revisited: Relief
The day was cold. Camille pulled on her jacket and trudged outside for a cigarette. Damn these new laws that made standing by the dumpster behind the building the only acceptable place to smoke. And what a social pariah she had become. Almost everyone in the call center glared at her when she left, and…
Today in Texas
Quiet evening at home. So nice. Reading a cozy mystery written by one of my writing friends. Her review will soon appear right here on this blog. We had great success today with renters. The small apartment upstairs and the cottage out back have been rented by two women who seem authentic and trustworthy. Hooray….
A Good Day Here at Lyon House
The weather here in North Texas is spring-like with a light breeze and a warm (but not hot) sun. I woke up this morning to birdsong outside my window. Flowers are blooming. People here say winter so far has been mild. Everyone seems to have a spring in their step. I can understand why. It…
20 Minutes a Day 