My plans for the weekend have been deflated as Erin and the kids are not coming after all. I'd been writing a letter to Mila when I found out they were coming--now I will finish it and put it in the mail.
I put the bee balm in the frame (didn't even put a binding on it) and took it outside and propped it against a bale of pine straw to take the picture. Mac --still in his circus collar--is always nosy and decided to inspect it. His opinion: the white mat don't look so good. I agree, but since it came with the frame .... Easy enough to get another mat, though.
Deepa Mehta's Earth ("about the religious and civil wars that broke out in India and Pakistan in the 1947 battle to gain independence from the British") arrived from Netflix the other day, but I haven't been in the mood for something that serious. If you click on the link, you can watch the previews for these movies. Mehta's Water was excellent, and no doubt, this one will be, too.
Deepa Mehta is simply remarkable: writer, director, producer, actress. From the light-hearted Hollywood-Bollywood to the elemental trilogy that includes Earth and Water, Mehta has such range, such versatility, and such a deft touch with all aspects of the script, casting, visual aspects of the filming... Now, I'm ready to watch Earth; I know it will then be embedded in the visual center of my brain.