When shall we three meet again ... In thunder, lightning, or in rain...
As the rain pounds down on the roof of my office, I am reflecting how nice it is to be INSIDE and not out in the rain.
Our Shakespeare in the Park day ended up being a bit of a bust. It rained pretty much the whole time ... and at times rained quite hard.
Last year we had great crowds. This year just a few because of the weather. It's so hard to put so much work into something and have it fall flat.
Granted, the people that were there seemed to have a great time (and sort of deserve a medal for huddling under a tent watching Shakespeare in the rain).
The director ended up in the Emergency Room with a sprained knee.
The condensed Midsummer Night's Dream had to be condensed even further as the rain melted the actors scripts...
But I loved the verisimilitude as I, during my stint as the Wicked Witch of the West got to MELT in the rain...
Pictures are starting to roll in, here are two. 
Desdemona, Ophelia, Cleopatra, Juliet, Portia, and Katherine discussing love's labours.
(full disclosure: I picked this picture 'cause that's me over Kate's left shoulder)
and here we are watching them... Richard III (and his hula hoop), Henry V, Romeo, ME (with the inevitable prompt book in my hands), and Witch #1 (who really just wanted to be a fairy)
Single cutest thing of the day ... when the rain was just starting to get annoying, a little girl showed up in the park with her parents ... and she was dressed to the nines in the tiniest red and black lace Elizabethan gown ever, with her hair done up and everything. Our little mini Queen!
We put all the little girls to work following Glinda around with bubbles!
Made the front page of the paper today at least...and I learnt a rudimentary Pavane.
(Oh, and dinner out afterwords with a few of the cast ... my first Indian food!)
Stay dry kids. Soggy isn't fun!!
