This morning, three of us went on the weekly trip into Sheridan. We were dropped off on Main St., and told of several points of interest before being set loose on the unsuspecting populace for an hour and half. We stopped in both bookstores, which is always a treat for me. (I bought paperback copies of Isaac Asimov’s Foundation’s Edge and Foundation and Earth, Colette’s Claudine at School and Claudine Married, Gore Vidal’s Lincoln, and James Baldwin’s Giovanni’s Room at the used book store, and a hardback copy of Annie Proulx’s Fine Just the Way It Is at the other book store.) Ancd we made a few forays into some of the other shops along Main St. out of curiosity. Then came the obligatory trip to the liquor store (for vodka and Maker’s Mark for me, and wine for the others).
Then, back to the studio for more writing.
Yesterday, I managed to come up with the theme for the Theme & Variations movement of the new orchestral piece, as well as map out the general idea for each variation. The middle of the afternoon suddenly brought on a powerful need to nap, which urge I obeyed at length. Today felt slightly more productive, working on "Take All My Loves". I hammered out a few more lines of the poem, which leaves me with five to go.
I also took an early-afternoon walk through my usual stomping grounds (I do actually sort of stomp so as to avoid startling any snakes that might be in my path – so far there have been none) and took some photos, presented below.