we were on the road early this morning to return m and c to a macbeth rehearsal. their friend's dad found a theatre for them (through personal connections he has!) on 42nd street that they are using for several hours for the performance. there's a lot for them to do and they're at the point where they have to choose which problem is more important to focus on: stage blood, last minute prop selections, scene difficulties, full runthroughs . . they've been working once a week for several months now. no matter how large the obstacles, i think it'll be a great show. (the above photo is of the french fry tower - sorry, just can't bring myself to call it the freedom tower - basking in the glow of tonight's setting sun. i'm actually beginning to like this absurdity).
i was home in time to walk jack and find a parking spot, which was a great relief to me. (it's always unpleasant driving around and around waiting for one to open, and coming home to a dog accident). we'll go back for our usual february/march visit next week, but i'll also probably be doing more frequent visits to help keep bills in order and see what work needs to be done around the house. my parents are quite elderly now and it's a difficult transition for my sister and me since they are quite far away. our daily and weekly routines are disrupted and neither one of us wants to leave our own home. of course this whole situation has been painful for my mom and dad. it's just not an easy adjustment . . . or journey at this point, though i know my sister and i are grateful for the beautiful home they've always kept open for us to visit whenever we wanted. if they had lived up the block from either one of us, we would never have enjoyed the continual beauty of the town they chose to make their final home.
on another note, morgana had a guitar concert this evening. she played bach's prelude (one of my favorite pieces) and a new quartet piece titled chasing dragons.
tuning up . .
on the way home, hungry and tired.