Painting and Shows and Pot Lucks

Sometimes I think one week in my life is packed with a month's worth of activities. First off the inside of my house has been painted, a great mint-sage green. It was a major undertaking with everything pulled out of the cupboards and moved into great heaps in the center of the room. I actually can't take any of the credit for the lovely mint-sage, my neighbor and friend, Lee, did all the work. Lee established him handy man services several years ago along with his art and writing career. It is nice for both of us as he can just be on call whenever as he lives across the street!

The show, The Voice of Angola 1945, is in the last two weeks of production. The show has taken over my life. It is a radio show within a radio show. I am excited because I wrote the production this year. This is where I should say, I'll never do that again! I am fortunate to have a wonderful board who works tirelessly on this production. We will be performing at the Fabiana Theatre at Trine University on February 20 and 21. Tickets are on sale now. As a result of all of that work, a blog has been established of which I am the keeper. Please bookmark it and check it out:
voiceofangola.blogspot.com.

This week was girl's pot luck as well. On Monday evening the house was full of women, a few new ones I had never met came too! I love those Monday nights. The food is wonderful, the conversation is quite colorful.

Between all of that, there is school and the arts at school, Black History Week at Trine and, did I mention my day with Jonah? Today the two of us audition the Jazz Band and do a radio show. Sometimes I think that Matthew and Jonah have no idea how interesting their young lives are...they just think the things we all do are normal.

So, there is an update..until tomorrow.

Lou Ann

Lou Ann Homan-Saylor is a teacher, a writer, a storyteller and an actress. She lives in Angola, Indiana where she can be found meandering around looking for a great story or just writing late into the night by the light of her red frayed lamp. She also is the co-author of the new blog, voiceofangola.blogspot.com.

Just a reminder...

I guess I am a blog connoisseur as I have another new blog for stories from my hometown. Check it out and bookmark it! voiceofangola.blogspot.com

Thanks.

Lou Ann

The Dawn of February

Still in winter woolen pajamas, I grabbed my camera for the sunrise for this first day of February. The rising sun was much more beautiful than I caught at this moment...hope it was beautiful where you are and that you watched it.

My street was so quiet, not a light on or anyone out walking or photographing. Winter is so quiet, so soothing. It makes me think of a wonderful poem by Wendell Berry. I keep this poem in my stack of notes on my writing desk. The last of the poem goes like this:

How to be a Poet

Accept what comes from silence
Make the best you can of it.
Of the little words that come
out of the silence, like prayers
prayed back to the one who prays,
make a poem that does not disturb
the silence from which it came.

Wendell Berry

Lou Ann