Tuesday, February 28, 2017

Even the Mimes are Fighting in Ashland, Oregon

(Elizabethan Theater in Ashland. We stopped in to watch Twelfth Night)

"All the World's a stage, and all the men and women merely players."  -Shakespeare
(My All the World's a Stage Poster... Yes, I know the difference between Twelfth Night and As You Like It.)

"They have their exits and their entrances and one man in his time plays many parts, his acts being seven ages." -Shakespeare
(Ashland Shakespeare Poster in Stratford Inn)

"At first the infant, mewling and puking in the nurse's arms." -Shakespeare
(I know it's not American Lit, but we wrapped up our Pilgrims and Puritans Unit... and it's our Yearly Tradition.)

"And then the whining school-boy, with his satchel and shining morning face, creeping like a snail unwillingly to school." -Shakespeare
(I think about my kids growing up so very much.  It's a different kind of world they've inherited from the previous generations, even from Millennials.  So many options and opportunities ... whatever sacrifice I can make for them, it's worth it.)

"And then the lover, sighing like a furnace, with a woeful ballad made to his mistress' eyebrow." -Shakespeare
(So we take a little study break... stroll this perfect little place.  Ashland is our kind of town)

"Then a soldier full of strange oaths and bearded like the pard, jealous in honor, sudden and quick in quarrel, seeking the bubble reputation even in the cannon's mouth." -Shakespeare
(Watching or 'Hearing' a Play, then Hanging Out for Dinner Along Ashland Creek)

"And then the justice in a fair round belly with good capon lin'd, with eyes severe and beard of formal cut, full of wise saws and modern instances and so he plays his part." -Shakespeare
(We Watch Two Mimes Play Fighting)

"The sixth age shifts into the lean and slipper'd pantaloon with spectacles on nose and pouch on side." -Shakespeare 
(Cruise by Some Amazing Ashland Statues)

"His youthful hose well sav'd, a world too wide for his shrunk shank, his big manly voice turning again toward a childish treble, pipes and whistles in his sound." -Shakespeare
(Pause to sing and dance.  Yep, that's a Unicorn!)

"Last scene of all that ends this strange and eventful history." -Shakespeare
(Ashland Downtown at Sunset.  We stay at the Stratford Inn as always.  Jog out to the Univ.  Swim in the pool.  I saw a deer in someone's backyard, just staring back at me... we recite passages from the play... In the morning we head north, toward Central Oregon... into the Cascades.)

"Is second childishness and mere oblivious; sans teen, sans eyes, sans taste, sanse everything." Shakespeare

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