There's No Biz
I'm just returning home from a two night stint with Always, Patsy Cline at the Clayton Opera House. Carina's opening night was fabulous but tonight was even better. As her director said, "Now you own the part. I might as well go home -- you don't need me anymore!" The crowd was hers from the first few notes and her partner in crime, Louise (played by Kathleen Miller), won their hearts as well. She is terrific!
The Opera House itself is a charmer. What a trip! Stepping foot inside of that building automatically transports you to another time. The stage floor is slanted -- something I had never actually seen in such a small theater. It is in the early stages of rennovation and still remained a bit of a fire trap. I do hope they can collect all the finances needed to "shine 'er up and get 'er humming again". The building is a treasure.
A young woman emerged from the audience the first night and invited Carina and a few others to spend the next day at her summer home on Grindstone Island. She didn't have to ask twice. And everyone who went was sure glad they did! The property has been in the family since the 1920's and was rich in history. Photos proudly displayed on the walls of the large open living room told the story of the house and this family's possession of it. Another slice of history; another stepping back in time to a quieter, simpler life. The people on this island still live, in many ways, that quieter, simpler life -- at least for a few months of each year. We travelled by boat to get there and sampled a bit of life away from traffic, TV, and convenience stores. Indeed, there were not even non-convenience stores! Everything must be purchased and boated across. Better keep it simple if you want to enjoy your weeks there! What a delightful treat from Him that afternoon turned out to be!
But now we are home. The thrill afforded by performing a successful show has already been left behind. Carina must grab a few quick hours of sleep before heading off to an extra long work day (after all, she has to keep those clients of hers happy after missing yesterday and today!)
And I must get up, take stock of the home and the kids and the cupboards and the laundry -- you get the drift. But most of all I will hopefully hear some stories of the days comings and goings, and maybe even discover a little bit of their heart. Not much else really matters, now does it?
The Opera House itself is a charmer. What a trip! Stepping foot inside of that building automatically transports you to another time. The stage floor is slanted -- something I had never actually seen in such a small theater. It is in the early stages of rennovation and still remained a bit of a fire trap. I do hope they can collect all the finances needed to "shine 'er up and get 'er humming again". The building is a treasure.
A young woman emerged from the audience the first night and invited Carina and a few others to spend the next day at her summer home on Grindstone Island. She didn't have to ask twice. And everyone who went was sure glad they did! The property has been in the family since the 1920's and was rich in history. Photos proudly displayed on the walls of the large open living room told the story of the house and this family's possession of it. Another slice of history; another stepping back in time to a quieter, simpler life. The people on this island still live, in many ways, that quieter, simpler life -- at least for a few months of each year. We travelled by boat to get there and sampled a bit of life away from traffic, TV, and convenience stores. Indeed, there were not even non-convenience stores! Everything must be purchased and boated across. Better keep it simple if you want to enjoy your weeks there! What a delightful treat from Him that afternoon turned out to be!
But now we are home. The thrill afforded by performing a successful show has already been left behind. Carina must grab a few quick hours of sleep before heading off to an extra long work day (after all, she has to keep those clients of hers happy after missing yesterday and today!)
And I must get up, take stock of the home and the kids and the cupboards and the laundry -- you get the drift. But most of all I will hopefully hear some stories of the days comings and goings, and maybe even discover a little bit of their heart. Not much else really matters, now does it?
posted by Darlene Sinclair at
12:13 AM
4 Comments:
Crane's Kathleen Miller?
Mike and I will be attending the Friday evening show...can't wait!!!
Judes
Grindston Island..great choice. I spent many days on this island growing up. Did you go to Potters Beach? It is the best!!
oops...Grindstone and not Grindston.
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