Dear Friends,
Few people touch lives as directly as Doc Ayres has in his now 90-years. In
1970, he tossed a stone into a pool and from that first splash, circle
after circle of play, hard work and personal growth has radiated out across
53 years. Somehow Doc figured out the alchemy of transformative experience,
setting the stage for every class of Shakespeare at Winedale and every
session of Camp Shakespeare, the culmination of his life’s work. It has
been an astonishing conjuring act, shared with fellow magicians James
Loehlin and Robin Grace Soto, giving life to each season’s performances by
students and Campers alike. But it has *also* been a continuous, 53-year
struggle, also shared with James and Robin Grace, to find the funds to keep
the literal and metaphorical lights on. Today we are asking for your help
for Camp Shakespeare, to conjure up a collective chorus of appreciation in
the form of many many *many* contributions to this year’s Hornraiser. Click
here to donate! <https://hornraiser.utexas.edu/project/37638>
Please dig deep and give generously. Let’s dazzle Doc!
Love,
Maggie, Mary and Madge
I'm with Schulz on some of these choices (Nabokov's "(picnic, lightning)",
Camus' use of heat in THE STRANGER), but the Woolf is a harder sell (it's
not weather but a weather forecast). Also, I distinctly remember a certain
storm on a heath.
https://www.newyorker.com/books/page-turner/the-ten-best-weather-events-in-…
Love,
Mike