It’s Friday morning and I’m sitting in the Ophthalmologist’s examining chair as he looms over me shining a light in the right, then the left, eye. I’ve been seeing him for many years now. Dr. X is a teeny bit eccentric, to be honest, but I like him, and I get a real kick out of his monologues. I don’t know how he does it, but he manages to keep up a running stream of chatter during the entire length of the exam -- about his life, his ex-wife, his children and anything that pops into his head. I interrupt only occasionally to pose a question, but, basically, I just sit back and let him ramble on.
Monday, May 29, 2017
Thursday, May 18, 2017
The stage lights of Lincoln Center’s Metropolitan Opera Theater have dimmed on a memorable opera season. The American Ballet Theater (“ABT”) now takes center stage for the summer.
Gillian Murphy in Don Quixote.
Photo: Rosalie O'Connor.
Last weekend we had the privilege of being in the opera house to say goodbye to a superb soprano. The tearful, standing ovation went on and on, a fitting farewell to this much loved diva, who took her final curtain call in a role for which she has become celebrated the world over.
Sunday, May 7, 2017
Spring has done her job beautifully this year, but I can tell she’s anxious to move on. The white blossoms on my dogwood tree are almost gone. Summer is waiting patiently in the wings for spring to take her final curtain call.
And what’s that in her hand? Why, it’s a cute little straw bag. Nothing says summer like a great straw bag.