Thursday, July 29, 2010
Garden Bounty & Annual Opera Pilgrimage
Pole beans, which were part of dinner tonight
Two winter squashes under their own foliage's protective canopy
The tomatoes have become a kind of mini-jungle
Dill, which we both love, catching the late afternoon sun
Kale to the left and beets to the right. The kale didn't have its accustomed flavor tonight for some reason.
Potatoes growing in their special planters behind one of the two new compost bins.
"They think I like opera because I’m proper. They’d be shocked if they knew I like it because it *sounds* like an orgasm *feels*"
--from the blog Post Secret
As someone who is pretty intensely sound-oriented, I KNOW that feeling. And I'm going to get some more of it this weekend on my annual pilgrimage into the lovely rolling farmland an hour west of Albany at the Glimmerglass Opera Festival in Cooperstown, NY. The Agenda: lunch Friday with a friend and fellow blogger; great dinners Friday and Saturday evenings at Villa San Isidoro; picking through antique barns and buying a case of Hennepin Belgian Ale at the Ommegang Brewery on Saturday morning; four operas in three days at Glimmerglass, and the usual surprise encounters with friends from Boston and New York and even one year, from Canada.
I always have a great time and Fritz, who is not an opera lover, remains in New Hampshire and enjoys telling everyone he's an opera widow for the weekend. But I've prepared well, baked a new loaf of bread to last him the weekend and we'll have a great reunion Sunday night.
Glimmerglass always sounds facinating. I read about a Handle piece that was done on a floating stage in the water. Am I correct?
Next year I can stay at hoem with Fritz during your weekend of Opera. I promise that we won't get into any trouble.