Nicole
Rain must like me. I went camping last month; it rained. Twice. I went to an outdoor musical, "The Fantasticks," at Brucemore Thursday night; it poured.
Classics at Brucemore started off just dandy. I chatted with people who had arrived early to stake out a good seat on the hill facing the stage. They arranged their lawn chairs like auditorium seats and dug into picnic baskets and coolers filled with wine, sandwiches, veggies and other snacks. Programs served as fans as the audience adapted to the sticky summer weather. The setting was woodsy, with tiki torches and evergreen trees surrounding the stage. Locusts hummed in the background, and the fireflies made an appearance when the sun went down.
Then came the sprinkles. As the first drops fell, the audience stirred, looking at the sky. We knew we were doomed when a chilly breeze picked up, causing acorns to drop from the trees. People started to bail out, and pretty soon, a downpour drenched those of us who had stuck around.
Hopefully the weather will cooperate for the rest of the shows, which run this weekend and next weekend. I'm headed back tonight (Friday) to finish asking people what's in their picnic basket, so if you see me, say hi. Check out the answers in Monday's paper. Next week, I'll be at The Great Jones County Fair in Monticello asking what people like best about the fair. Afterward, I'll stick around to review the Brad Paisley concert.