Apples on a Cheese Board

... getting ready to go to the opera ...

Val Napoleon and some of her friends invite Rebecca to sit with them at the opera.

Today was La Traviata =.

I bought a ticket elsewhere in the theatre, but there were empty seats in their row so I sat beside them.

Two intermissions.

They passed mixed nuts, cookies in a Tupperware box, apples which lay on an 8 x 5 cheese board which one of them had hand-crafted and was to be passed along the row, and finally, an orange, the top cut off so as to preserve the fruit inside, the sides sectioned to take the orange out as a whole, it was then sectioned, put back in the skin and when we got it, it was being passed along the row. Amongst the group one woman is a welder, others have taken silver-smithing classes together, yeet another, an artist who just sold one of her paintings.

I got to experience all of that fun social stuff and La Traviatta again, for the second time.

 When I came home I had to look up the origin of the story, and yes, Verdi’s wife did die in the arms of her father at the age of 26 with her husband and the doctor looking on.

Arta