On Sunday morning, I was surfing to find out which channels were coming in best right then. I ended up watching a PBS showing of Carmen. I didn’t plan to watch that. I’ve never, ever watched, or went to, an opera.
When I was young, our family could never have afforded to go. Later, it just never crossed my path. So I was surprised at how much I enjoyed this presentation.
In fact, I was glued to the set for the whole production. With just a few commercials and just as few intermissions, time stood still.
Thankfully, I was at least somewhat productive. I was crocheting something for a cyber-friend of mine. And, also, thankfully, it was a pattern I knew by heart so it didn’t matter that I hated tearing my eyes away from the screen to look down.
With my new eyes (post-cataract eyes), I had no trouble reading the English translation subtitles on the screen.