Showing posts with label Walking. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Walking. Show all posts

Friday, May 15, 2020

Pandemic Parties: Social Distance Fun During Covid-19 and an Invite for You

Melinda Palacio



Our first house concert was a success. We set out two tables at the end of the garage and three people attended.  It sure feels good to play music for friends. 
Our friends celebrated their wedding anniversary by having a drive by car celebration, complete with a goody bag and jugglers.The teenage girls next door also had a car parade birthday party, which soon turned into a block party as revelers got out of their car and started dancing and cheering on the birthday girl who watched from her front steps. I was the old lady neighbor who wanted the girls to stop screaming, but that's what some little girls do when they are happy to see each other, they scream and jump and dance. This is the new pandemic party. It sure beats a zoom meeting for a birthday. I've attended a few of the zoom meeting birthday parties and it always makes me a little sad when all I can do is sing happy birthday. No enjoying of party favors, hors d'oeuvres or cake. 
Steve and I went to wish our friend Marianna a happy birthday.  She invited us for a socially distant glass of wine. How could we refuse? It was her birthday. This is pandemic partying. 
Recently, one of my favorite activities is walking to Renaud's Patisserie in Loretto Plaza. You can view the books at Chaucer's and see people as they pick up their orders at Harry's. I usually order a latté. By the time I walk back home, I've clocked in two miles and 6, 000 steps plus all the people watching is a Covid win-win. 
Harry's Plaza Cafe. It just doesn't seem as much fun ordering food and drinks to consume by yourself in your house.  However, plenty of people picked up orders while I finished my latté from Renaud's. At least someone's having a fun private party in Santa Barbara. 
Here's a party you are all invited to. The Live Facebook reading of the Wandering Song, Central American Writing in the United States, an anthology by Tia Chucha Press. Don't miss this pandemic party Sunday May 17 at 5pm PDT. 

Friday, July 12, 2013

A Walk in the Park

Melinda Palacio



This weekend in New Orleans Spanish lovers and Francophiles will vie for attention during the El Encierro Festival, the running of the roller derby bulls (now a whole weekend plus worth of events), and Bastille Day, both occupying the same long weekend in the same general vicinity of the French Quarter. El Encierro festivities are bit newer (7 years) to the Bastille Day celebrations, but, then again, the Spanish arrived first in New Orleans.

I'm not sure which events I will attend, but one thing's certain, my days will begin with a walk through Audubon Park. Since moving on up to Uptown, two blocks from Audubon Zoo (I can see giraffes from my window), every morning at about six a.m., my husband and I take a vigorous two mile walk around the park. Two miles may not seem like much, but at 6 a.m., 80 degrees and 80% humidity, everything seems like an enormous feat, especially keeping up the fast paced march of someone who naturally wakes up much earlier than I do. After a shot of coffee and some water splashed on my face, I'm good to go, prepared to march and sweat. I'm grateful for the heavy cloud and tree cover.
The walk/cycle path through Audubon Park  

On days when I want to snap a photo, I must be prepared to jog in order to catch up to my fast companion. There are dozens of egrets, ducks, sparrows, crows, sandpipers, geese, and always the handsome lone swan. It's fun to see the occasional, unexpected bird that's not in a big flock, such as a woodpecker, hawk, or a western reef-heron.
 
an egret 
The most unexpected dweller at Audubon's bird island is the aquatic Nutria. Last year, I went to a Nutria fur fashion show. Nutria have overrun South Louisiana. They have big chompy teeth like beavers and long skinny tails like muskrats. Tabasco mogul McIlhenny brought nutria from South America for their fur. Yesterday, I saw four nutria, two in the lake where the swan likes to bathe and two hanging out on land with the ducks and geese.

Ned, the Nutria


Two different types of duck.

I have even adopted a bird theme in my house, in honor of being so close to Audubon Park. When I emailed my friend Susan in Santa Barbara the picture of my desk. She remarked on me having the 'bird by bird' curtains for inspiration. True, Anne Lamont's Bird by Bird has become a sort of bible or handbook for anyone facing a big writing project, such as a novel. But when I put up my bird curtains, I simply liked the pattern. Now whenever I look up from my computer screen, I will be reminded of my friend Susan and my friend whom I've only met through her books, Anne Lamont, and how a big project is possible by breaking it down into smaller parts, bird by bird. 


Next month, August 6 at 6pm, I will read with Nancy Harris at Octavia Books at 6pm in New Orleans.