WILDLIFE
One of the pleasures of living on the coast overlooking the water is having nature all around us. Not only is it peaceful, but I love seeing the variety of birds that live or find their way here: Great Egrets, White Ibis, scaups and other ducks, wood storks, herons of several hues, white pelicans, turkey vultures, swifts, and the occasional spoonbill.
I knew less about the inhabitants of the waters of northern Sarasota Bay until we were treated to an excellent presentation on the flora and fauna of this estuary. Not only do we have red, black and white mangroves lining the shore, but these brackish waters (I always thought it was salt water, but no, it’s a mix of river water and sea water) are home to snook, tarpon and red drum fish and lots of horseshoe crabs. You can also spot sting rays, sea turtles, and the occasional Bonnet Head Shark.
I haven’t always been a nature lover, but working in a science museum that focused on the natural world, made me much more aware of and interested in the life around me. The other week, much to my surprise, I happened upon an armadillo—out on a bright sunshiny morning! As I got closer, it quickly scurried into the bush.
CULTURE NOTES
The Sarasota Orchestra racked up another triumph last evening in a sold out concert featuring Israeli violinist Guy Braunstein in an energetic performance of Brahms’ Violin Concerto in D Major which includes a haunting oboe solo in the second movement. After intermission, the orchestra gave a rousing rendition of Dvorak’s Symphony No. 8. Under Anu Tali’s baton, the orchestra continues to engage and please its patrons and definitely deserves a concert hall of its own. We hope that Sarasota and its community leaders will find the wherewithal to make this happen.
The Verdi Cycle has come to an end. And we ended this year’s Sarasota Opera season with the seldom performed and, we believe never recorded on DVD, performance of The Battle of Legnano. The plot of this early Verdi opera is somewhat cobbled together and seems a bit silly at times, but, if nothing else, you come away with a sense of fervent patriotism, Viva Italia! As always, the sets were impressive and there was some wonderful singing.
SMALL SCREEN
Given all that I had read and heard (including a friend’s recommendation) about the Netflix series, Orange is the New Black, I decided to give it a try. I had just completed the 66th and last episode of Gran Hotel, the Spanish series set in 1906, that I’ve been living with for several months. I got so I was hearing the voices of Dona Teresa, Julio, Javier, Dona Angela, and Alicia echoing in my head and could anticipate every note and swell of the theme music. It was soap operaish; there were murders and murderers and not everyone was punished; and secrets and coincidences beyond belief, but I’ll miss it!
To be fair, I watched two full episodes of “Orange.” It is raw, brutal, graphic, and probably somewhat true-to-life in its portrayal of the prison environment as experienced by women. I found I was more drawn to Piper Chapman’s back story—how this privileged young white woman ended up doing time—and to that of Red, the tough head cook who aspired to be someone of import. Despite this, it won’t keep me on the treadmill so I’ll be looking for another option.
LUNCHTIME
After hearing a fast-paced presentation on the U. S. military budget, our brains scrambling to keep up with the speaker, we had worked up an appetite. Lunch at Pho Cali was delicious! I ordered the rice noodle bowl with chicken. It brought back warm memories (spicy and nostalgic) of the many days I bought this same Vietnamese dish from the food truck at Penn that was right outside my office window. Lots of choices here—everything from stir fried chicken or tofu with broccoli or other vegetables to the very spicy lemongrass and shrimp soup that the Chief Penguin sighed over. We’ll go back for sure.
All photos copyright JWFarrington
Great reading for me as I sit in the Albany, NY airport waiting for my flight back to FL. Was in Saratoga Springs less than 24 hours, but long enough to see my granddaughter (age 9) in a LONG play.
Needless to say, worth every minute!
Thanks, Sue! Glad it helped pass the time and I can picture where you are–we know that airport and Saratoga Springs very well. Old stomping grounds.