As I’m writing this — back home in Boston after a whirlwind 5-night visit to Edinburgh, Scotland with my 16-year-old son, Aaron — the room is very cool, with the windows open, at 6 AM.
Signs of the impending autumn in super-seasoned New England, USA?
We shall see.
Usually, before I publish a post, I check to see if I’ve used my title before. Yesterday, I didn’t bother to do that because
- I was writing with just a few hours’ sleep,
- the data transfer limits at our fabulous Edinburgh Hotel — The Hotel Indigo — made composing blog posts slower and more complicated than my usual routine, and
- there were many things I needed to do before we got to Edinburgh Airport for our 10:40 AM flight, including (a) finishing packing, (b) rousing Aaron from his few hours of sleep, and (3) retrieving my lost credit card from the wonderful restaurant where my mind had been completely blown the night before by my old comedy teacher’s offer for Aaron to do his stand-up routine at our favorite show of the Fringe Festival this year: Tomorrow! with Ron Lynch.
Because I didn’t check, yesterday, to see if I had used the title “Surprises” before …
…of course there WAS a post with that title: Day 463: Surprises. Coincidentally, that post was written at the end of my most recent trip/adventure (to NYC, with my friend Jeanette, right before I came down with a month-long bout with pneumonia).
Are there signs, there, of anything important?
We shall see. In the meantime, I’m reframing that whole I-Have-to-Title-Each-Post-Differently Rule, right now, as follows:
It doesn’t matter if I use the same title for a post, since my including the post number in each title automatically makes each one unique.
Phew! One less thing to worry about, in my life.
Okay! Time for some signs from the last week, during our round trip from Boston to Philadelphia to Edinburgh to Philadelphia to Boston. And, for this parade of pictures, I’m keeping some personal blogging rules/preferences in place, showing images you’ve not seen before, in order of appearance:
I would like to explain some of those photos, at this point. That last shot shows the lovely Cynthia Levin a/k/a the scathing Linda Lovin, performing at Fingers Piano Bar with Ron Lynch (as described in yesterday’s post, here). The four pictures preceding that show my son, Aaron, performing on yet another Fringe stage, as he was invited to exchange places with the star of that extraordinarily inventive show — the incredible Dr Professor Neal Portenza.
Well, I have many things to do, now that I’m back home in the USA. I will leave you with my last photo of the trip, taken yesterday in the Philadelphia airport:
Thanks to all those who create and read signs, to every single person who contributed to making this post possible, and to you — of course! — for making the trip here, today.
Your life makes me so happy!
I love this comment from you, in more ways than I can even express. Thanks so much!
I love the way you make the most of every minute Ann!
I love the way a comment from you improves that particular minute, Julie.
Looks like a wonderful time was had! Welcome home! I hope you get some rest!
I am getting some rest right now, Kate! Thanks for your perceptive and caring comment.
These pictures are so awesome! I need to catch up on your blog and find out more about your son’s comedy performing–very cool!! I love the pic in the middle area that says ” What does the title matter anyway!” It goes so well with this post! What an exciting life you lead! 🙂
It does look exciting, doesn’t it? And thanks for noticing how well that photo went with the post. That was kind of a happy accident! (Although sometimes it seems like everything is connected, quite beautifully.) Wonderful to see you here, as always.
Happy accidents are the best! 🙂
Interesting how slower internet speeds (particularly in hotels) can be so exasperating. How impatient we have all become. Now, now, now.
I’m feeling patient now, David. Maybe it’s your calming, calming, calming presence.
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All these photos really lifted my heart! I feel a bit homesick Ann….. and am so happy you had such a wonderful time!
Val x
Val, it’s perfect that you come from a place where I met so many accepting, open, and warm people.
I spotted the Samaritans sign because I have just put their address at the end of the novel I am publishing in December. Although the novel is fiction, the characters discuss suicide at length, so it seemed like a good idea.
It is a good idea to reference the Samaritans, I think, for suicide prevention. I may be biased, though, because I volunteered for them before I changed careers and became a psychotherapist. Congratulations about the novel, Hilary!
I’m way behind — I will have to check your back posts. But it all sounds wonderful — yay for Aaron! And I love McSween’s haggis. Lastly, kilt rental is so underrated!
Yay for this comment, Elyse. Great to see you here!
Neither you nor Aaron will ever forget this trip you experienced together, Ann. I know it’s not the first, but there are so many new experiences as he grows into the man he is! Lucky and proud mom, you are and should be, my friend. My favorite photo is the squeeze box lady. I think I shall like her on Facebook. Hey, I just did, and she’s from P’town Mass.!
I will never forget this comment, Mark (nor the other ones you post here, every day). I love that photo of the accordion lady, too, and I’m so glad you liked her here and on FB.
I hope you and Aaron have a wonderful weekend. You must be playing “catch up” after being on such a whirlwind trip. I like the “Talk to Us” photo…what a gorgeous sky! 🙂
Thank you so much. I AM playing “catch up,” especially in getting back in sync with sleep. For example, I’m up, now, before 5 AM, and having random thoughts like these: “catch up” reminds me that in Edinburgh, they don’t ask if you want ketchup or mustard, they ask, “Do you want sauce?” But it’s a wonderful weekend, already, because of the supportive people around me (like you!).
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A nice variety of captures! Lots to see all around.
Welcome back home. 🙂
Thank you, RoSy, for always helping me feel more at home (wherever I am).
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