How did this happen? My daughter loves musicals and my son loves opera. And I love both. And them too. I am one lucky Mother.
The Met simulcasts several operas every year on Saturday afternoons. I could go to Lewes by myself, but it’s much more enjoyable with someone else. This time, it was L’Elisir d’Amore, a romantic comedy by Donizetti. It was beautifully rendered. We had a great time.
Two days later: I’m still trying to catch up from this trip. It seems everything takes too long.
On the way home, I stopped at Cloverhill Yarn. I keep forgetting that they are open Mondays. This has always been a great place to shop even though it have been through four owners, I think.
Her is some of which I bought. There are so many wonderful things to make in my new West books that I believe they would last me until I die. Well. Except for socks. Maybe he’ll bring out a sock book. The neon mini-skeins are going to be socks, of course.
Olive is not certain she knows me.
Tags: Cloverhill Yarn, L'Elisir d'Amore, Met simulcasts, neon mini-skeins, Olive, Stephen West
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