THE LAND

Hi everyone,

Our good friend from Hollywood, acclaimed actor/playwright/director Herman Johansen has been our house guest this weekend so we’ve loved catching up on his news. For a quick reference, here’s a link. http://imdb.me/hermanjohansen

Among his most recent accomplishments is playing a lead role in the film, THE LAND, co-staring Kathleen Warfel, https://www.imdb.com/name/nm0912186/

THE LAND — Sixty-something farming couple John and Mary Lou Martin come face-to-face with mistakes from their pasts and an uncertain future as they strive to hold onto the only life they’ve ever known — will celebrate its world premier in Hollywood on Monday, June 17, at 7:15 p.m. in TCL Chinese Theatre in Los Angeles. a movie palace on the historic Hollywood Walk of Fame at 6925 Hollywood Blvd

Here’s how you can order tickets or tell someone else how: https://danceswithfilms.com/the-land/

Among Herman’s current projects, he’s working on a novel. I’m betting it will be a good one too!

Thank you thank you thank you!

Hi everyone,

What a birthday I had! Sandy, Robin, and Jeff made every bit of it special. It was truly a day to remember.

To all the friends, family, and loved ones who called, wrote poems, and sent wishes, thank you! I did my best to keep up but at one point I fell behind with my thank-you notes and then Facebook went haywire and I was no longer able to post anything. It was very frustrating. I hope you know that I read and loved each reminder that we all live in the same community.

This morning it’s back in the wheel for me. Lots to do before we head back to Missouri.

Battle of the Bulbs

Hi everyone,

The last two days we’ve enjoyed highs in the 60s so a lot of people have been out working in their yards. For Christmas our friend Elaine Fry gave us fifty tulip and twenty-five daffodil bulbs so yesterday we decided to get them planted.

Turns out to be harder than I’d expected. I took on the planter box in front of the house and worked for an hour and a half digging holes eight inches deep six inches apart and planting one bulb, pointy end up, in each hole. When I finished, I looked at the enormous number of bulbs left in the sacks and figured it will take until spring to finish this job.

Meanwhile Sandy had been working around the corner. This was hard work and I felt a little sorry for her.

“How are you doing?” I called out, so stiff I could hardly climb down from the planter. “I’ve planted six. How about you?”

“Eight,” said my M.O.W.

I decided to let the poor thing rest and take it up again today.