Wednesday, August 20, 2014

"Hoosier Roots" receives a four star rating!! Yippee!!

I must say I am a little giddy this morning after the reviews have come out. I am so happy that my show received four stars in the Nuvo review. I know I shouldn't be that much into reviews, but we, the artists, must be. To read the review of my show and others, please click on the above festival review guide.

Nervously, nervously (sounds so like Poe, doesn't it?), we wait and wait for the reviews to come out. They seriously can make or break a show.

I have had several other reviews as well so I am happy with the overall ratings of my show. My audience attendance has not been high so that has me a bit worried, but my show times have been quite strange. Hopefully the attendance will pick up this weekend as I have three more shows yet to go. My show times are listed on the side of this post.

If you come to Indy or are in the area, please come see my show. See the other shows as well. There are so many great ones.

OK, now on to the happy dance!

Tuesday, August 19, 2014

The Quiet Within Us...

I loved spending a day at home. It was quiet and reflective and the kind of day I needed before heading back to the IndyFringe.

My gardens called to me, and I went outside. I practiced all my homesteading skills...watered my garden using the water from the rain barrel, checked my compost heap, picked tomatoes and zinnias, hung out laundry, and built a campfire under the stars. What more could a person really want?

Well, apparently, I do want more as I am now loading the car and heading to Indy. I hope you get a chance to catch my show. The review from Nuvo will be out this morning, and I am, in fact nervous. But here is another review that just came out that I love:

Until tomorrow.

Monday, August 18, 2014

Bees and flowers and butterflies and Emily Dickinson, who else?

Knock-out Roses

Have I neglected my Indiana garden this August? Today I meandered around the garden noticing a few more weeds than average and perhaps a little watering should be done as well. In spite of that, the flowers bloom, the bees buzz and the butterflies are everywhere.

It is good to spend a day at home after so much preparation and work and then shows at the IndyFringe. Tomorrow I head back to the stage, but for one day, let the weeds grow and the sun shine as I will just spend the day whiling away in my garden.

THERE is a flower that bees prefer,
And butterflies desire;
To gain the purple democrat
The humming-birds aspire.
Emily Dickinson

Black-eyed Susie

I do not know the name of this lily, but they are all over my garden

This is an orange Cosmos.

Saturday, August 16, 2014

On with the show! Let the stories begin!

Another Saturday morning and another Saturday column. My first Fringe show was last night, and as always, I truly am a bundle of nerves....until I take the stage.

There is something so magical about telling stories. I think the roof could cave in and I would still be standing there telling stories. One time I was in a school and the fire alarm went off, and I seriously did not hear it. The principal had to come up on stage and stop the show.

Tonight my show in IndyFringe is at 10:30. We shall see how that goes!

Tomorrow I will be at Chautauqua Days as Gene Stratton Porter in Rome City at the historic site. This will be a lovely event (all kinds of events) for the entire family including a birthday cake for Gene. Come on out and say hello and enjoy a family day.

Today's column is at the top of the page, just click on and enjoy. As always, I thank you for reading.

Until tomorrow.

Friday, August 15, 2014

Hoosier Roots and then some...

Morning glories around my old fence.

Tonight at the IndyFringe I will be performing a new piece. When I say "new piece" I actually mean new to the stage. I have been telling my homesteading stories for years.

For those of you new to my life, my family and I went to the land to homestead years ago. We went without indoor plumbing and electricity and made our living selling goat's milk, eggs, and vegetables. It seems a million years ago, yet it was not that long ago. 

We made this huge decision and went for it full time. I will publish this week's story about that process.

I love telling those stories. Perhaps I want to re-live them or encourage others or just like to hear myself talk. (That is always a possibility.)

I do not live like that anymore, although I have taken a lot of those ideas and values and use them in my every day life. Those of you who follow my blog know that I always hang out my laundry, compost everything possible, use a rain barrel, garden, and make do.

My carbon footprint gets out of shape because of the way I travel and that I live alone in my lovely old house.

Be sure to tune in this week end for the column, and if by chance you are in Indianapolis, stroll on by to take a look at my show. 

Until tomorrow.

Wednesday, August 13, 2014

Happy Birthday

Happy Birthday to my twin son, Aaron and Adam.

Today is the birthday of my twin sons, Adam and Aaron. This photo was taken a few years ago (quite a few years ago) when we were going through some big life stuff.

The twins have been close all their lives and, even though, they do not live close to each other geographically they talk every day.

Aaron was diagnosed with testicular cancer his senior year of college. This photo was taken a couple of years later when he and Adam moved to Florida after college graduation. Adam was Aaron's caregiver during all that time putting his own studies on hold.

As things often do, my marriage took a turn for the worse then and this photo was taken just a few months after my divorce.

How do we survive and manage is always the question. But we did. I also have a younger son who came along two years later. All are now grown with their own families.

As I look at this photo I think about all the things that happened to us and how our adults lives have evolved, mine included.

Happy Birthday to these sons of mine. They are my rock. The following photo was taken of all three of my sons on Ocracoke!!


Until tomorrow.

Tuesday, August 12, 2014

"Dead Poet's Society"

I would be remiss not to speak of Robin Williams. The news is everywhere and Facebook is full of comments, quotes, and video clips.

He was, in my opinion, the most talented man in Hollywood. It seemed as if he could do anything and that he was bigger than life. I guess no one is bigger than life when it comes down to it.

As a romanticist and a poet, my favorite is "Dead Poet's Society." I think I patterned much of my teaching and my life after that movie. I didn't realize it until last year, my second year of teaching at the University. I begin each class with a poem, although I did not stand on the desk.

One day last year I forgot to start the class with a poem when one of the freshmen students raised his hand. "Professor Homan," he said, "you forgot to read us a poem."

At the end of each semester I take my students outside and tell them we are having a dead poet's society. I read poetry to them and then send them on their way. Last year at the end of the first semester it was dreadfully cold, and college students do not always dress for the weather. They stayed with me though listening to each word.

Oh, how lonely our world will be without Robin Williams in it.

Until tomorrow.