2. If you don't have Retirement on your immediate horizon or if you've already so settled into that contented state that you now need additional jolts of Happy to keep you smiling . . . I highly recommend Boy Choir: great acting (by Dustin Hoffman, Kathy Bates, Debra Winger, Garrett Wareing as the young protagonist with a beautiful voice and a big, angry, self-sabotaging chip on his shoulder), gorgeous music, uplifting narrative, and some fabulous settings. The director, François Girard, also made The Red Violin and 32 Short Films about Glenn Gould, both of which I'm now inspired to watch again. So he does music movies well! Here's a trailer to give you a taste. . . .
Have you seen it? Will you? I'm sure it won't be long before it can be viewed at home via iTunes or Netflix or whatever, but I'm glad I saw it in a big dark theatre with a great sound system and no temptation to go to the kitchen for a cup of tea. . .
3. One of the Instagrammers I've been following is an artist, Lisbeth Cort, who's been sharing some lovely watercolours and photos of Washington's magical tulip fields. Check out her Instagram page for yet another burst of happy (a few weeks ago, when I began following her, she was sharing watercolours of Paris and of Nice, where she was holidaying -- gorgeous, cheery stuff!)
Next spring, when I'm retired (did I mention yet that I'll be retiring very soon?!) I hope to drive down with Pater to see those gorgeous blooms up close and personal. Meanwhile, I've been scrolling through some of the photos of our visit to the Keukenhof tulip fields a few years ago. . .
5. I was going to cheat and offer up Retirement as my #5, but perhaps I've already mentioned that upcoming event. Instead, I think Paris might make a pretty decent fifth item. And I will be heading there for a week with my sister, less than a month from now. Pretty excited about that -- although Pater and I have visited Paris every spring for the past 10 years (and he's a very patient and accommodating guy), I suspect a sisters' trip will leave a bit more room for shopping and for macaron-nibbling and for fashion-focused exhibitions. . .
So there we go -- a Friday Medley. Any big weekend plans for you? Or will you be working hard? Or just laying low and taking it easy. I'm going to have to get out in the garden and tell those dandelions they need to find another spot better suited to their large personalities. . . but meanwhile, those essays . . . the last ones I'll ever mark . . .