Why the heck am I blogging about tulips now (in the middle of summer!), you ask? Well let me back up, and start again.
I have a boyfriend. Let's call him John-boy. (Not in a Walton-y kind of way, but in a boy-toy kind of way, because he is ever so much fun to spend time with, has exquisitely good taste, and is annoyingly right about many things.....). So I get an email from him about, not just one, but TWO of my blog posts.
Which leads me to my first ever "the publisher regrets the error" correction here. The spelling of Vega-meta-mitamen (as spelled in my post of July 6, George I hardly knew you.......) is, well, apparently wrong. John-boy corrected this misrepresentation by telling me the correct spelling is vita - meat -avegamin, and that he should know. He told me that in 1989 he spent the afternoon with Lucy's sister and nephew. Or as John-boy told me:
"1989 Lucille and Cleo were "raised as sisters" but Cleo Smith was actually Lucille's first cousin. Anyway, Cleo was still quite attractive in '89, same pretty lips and high cheekbones. Her husband Cecil was a journalist for the L.A. Times, so the numerous photos in their house reflected the connections to Hollywood and the celebs of the time. Have you ever been to San Miguel Allende? Remote location in the high desert, historical, charming, beautiful haciendas and gardens, full of writers and artists, many Europeans and Americans. It's been almost 20 yrs since I last visited :-( "