The Next Day ....

Martha & Ina May.

My wonderful teacher, Martha Roth, Ariana, Ina May, me, Judith

Kate, Ariana, Ina May, me, Judith.

Need I say more. I mean truly, Sitting At Her Feet was never more apparent. I have chosen a journey the in many was, because of Ina May, is an actual option - an obtainable goal. What a delicious, Red Tent treat to sit, sip tea and chat with her until past midnight. She's amazing.

Drinks With Ina May?

Just received a phone call from dear Judith that Obi Wan, ahem, I mean Martha has a special guest at her house .... Ina May herself apparently. Wise Women hang together is seems. The clandestine call went something like this, "Hello?"... "Hi Deirdre, it's Judith" ... "Hi Honey ... how was today ...[she'd been with Martha earlier in the day]" ... "We're invited to join them at Riverspace for the Zydeco band and hanging with them after" .... "Them?" ..."Them! .. Martha and Ina May."

I told my husband last night, when there were rumors of Ina May sleeping in Nyack, that this was what life was like 20 years ago if I'd heard David Bowie was scheduled to meet with Don Ienner at Columbia Records. I'd get all giddy and stalk the halls of the executives at the record company. I mean - we're all groupies of some one, no? First it was teen heart throbs (Scott Baio, Shaun Cassidy) then it was Rock Stars (David Bowie, Bono [circa 1983]) and now it's midwives!!!

Not so bad for a first blog entry!