Tag: Boston Ballet
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Flower Power
13 October 2025 The grey morning of 8 October, my birthday and day 5 of a frustrating case of laryngitis, did not begin auspiciously. I woke from some sad dream morbidly wondering who would, when the time came, take on the task of spreading my ashes around the flower beds of my home, joining those…
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Memorial Days
4 June 2025 On this year’s designated Memorial Day, I rode my bike for the first time in I’m sure at least a year, enjoyed myself, and celebrated the fact that I did not fall off. The next day, I spoke with my former acting teacher, Pete, just after his 80th birthday, and he thanked…
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“Spring” Experience
31 March 2025 This liminal season, late March in New Hampshire, challenges body and spirit as the weather toggles back and forth between spring promise and winter redux. Waking this Saturday morning to sleet on the newly uncovered deck furniture left me out-of-sorts, uncertain of how to make best use of the day. Friday the…
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Performance
4 March 2025 Hard to process, the nauseating, preposterous attack on a genuine hero, Volodymyr Zelensky, perpetrated by the Felon-in-Chief and his Smarmy Vice Suckup last Friday in the Oval Office, where only days before the Unelected Muskrat’s spawn picked his nose and wiped the results on the Resolute desk, an apt summation of the…
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Nutcracker Magic
7 December 2024 Last Saturday it was my great pleasure to accompany my wonderful neighbors Anne and Peter and their 6-year-old son Leo to Boston to see Leo’s first Nutcracker. Tchaikovsky’s confection has loomed large in my personal history, starting with my parents’ providing me a boxed set of 45’s to play on my little…
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Necessary Distractions, Before and After
8 November 2024 For several weeks leading up to Election Day, I was trying to find reasons to hope—or at least to calm the malaise made physically manifest in vague nausea, weakness, and occasional arrhythmia. I found many temporary reprieves, one in the accommodating generosity of the folks who tended to my lawnmower and others…
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BIRTHDAY No. 70
Today is another glorious autumn afternoon in Madbury NH, a fortnight past celebrating my 70th birthday with good friends on an equally fine day, fall color ablaze outdoors, afternoon light raking through the west windows as supremely talented Parisienne pianist Mathilde Handelsman played a program of Schumann, Chopin, Rachmaninoff, Debussy, and Gershwin, ending with a…
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