We had an amazing time watching “The Count of Monte Cristo” live on stage at the Oregon Shakespeare festival in Ashland, Oregon this summer. It is such a wonderful place, community and is thriving with creative energy so much so that it is palpable. The shops and restaurants there remind me so much of my time I lived in England. And the Black Sheep pub makes a killer English breakfast. I recommend this experience to every artist and lover of theater, literature and the arts.
Monthly Archives: July 2015
We recently took a road trip through central and southern Oregon. My son did most of the driving. He did an excellent job driving over a mountain pass, with roads with no shoulders and barely enough room for two cars to pass each other, sheer cliff drops on the right, and he was rewarded with stunning views.
We actually drove over the cooled magma, lava from centuries before, and found our third American castle, our fifth North American castle. It was quite the reward. The views of the Three Sisters, Mount Washington and Black Butte were amazing. It was a wonderful trip and was exhilarating to be out in the wilderness again.
We live our lives and participate in such great historical events and even find ourselves, well, at least I do, on television and in the paper as a professional official. And in so doing, I am constantly in the limelight, working a high pressure position and maintaining a high profile career. And I love my position and I love the pressure and attention, as I work better under pressure and enjoy performing in front of crowds, even live, international crowds.
But there are also little things in my life that I love and that I live for: These little things, these rare occurrences, these magical moments, including the thunder and lightning storm that happened the other house where I live in Seattle. It was an amazing spectacle, a display of awesome power and the beauty of nature. And later that week, as I sat outside on my deck enjoying the summer sun, a humming bird came by to enjoy the giant daisies in my garden. These little moments, as well as the big moments, I both love and live for and relish.
Words and photo copyright 2015 by Eddie Edwards.