Is
anybody out there as happy as I am that it’s October. The desert is most
beautiful this time of year; if fall ever arrives. Today it’s 100 degrees. Even so, I am
hopeful. The lantanas are in full bloom, and the color orange is everywhere. Soon a vibrant red will hit overtaking flat
shades of brown. It’s my birthday in two and a half weeks and I celebrate the
entire month. I started today. My
husband bought me a new pair of sneakers, not the kind you wear to the Gym, but
the fashionable slender kind you wear to walk in. We’re seeing the performance
of the Broadway musical Wicked this
week-end and going to the opening night gala celebration of the Las Vegas Philharmonic playing
Mussorgsky on the 20th. The
fridge is stocked with a bottle of Veuve Clicquot champagne to ring in the occasion. And I found just the right recipe to bake myself
a Tres Leches cake. Best of all, with two occasions to dress up and attend the
Smith Center I will feel a remnant of my former cultural life—in my element again—being
social with culture, art and refinement all around me. Alive again!
So
to all you October gals and guys and I know plenty of them, including my
favorites—my (departed) creative muse and maternal Grandmother, my lovely
sister-in-law and my gem of a niece—here’s to this month being a charm.
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