Mother Nature played quite the Halloween trick on us! This weekend had so many events scheduled all over the region. Halloween is always busy for magicians. For Saturday alone, I had six shows booked, and as late as Friday I was still getting last-minute calls for Saturday Halloween parties. But I was fully booked and had to say no to them. Then the ominous forecasts started rolling in.
My first four Saturday shows were set for the final weekend of Legend Celebration at Sunnyside in Tarrytown. For the festival's first three weekends, we were blessed with spectacular days--crystal clear and unseasonably warm. We had great crowds, too. Legend Celebration is a rain-or-shine event; performances are all outdoors, but they have tents and indoor spaces if the weather is inclement. But the approaching snowstorm was beyond inclement; it was dangerous. Friday afternoon I got the call that Legend Celebration was cancelled on Saturday.
When the heavy snow started late Saturday morning, it was obvious the Legend folks had made the right decision. My fifth show of the day was scheduled for early evening at a Halloween party for the 4th Unitarian Fellowship in Mohegan Lake. By mid-afternoon that party too had been cancelled.
I'm on a lot of local event lists, and an avalanche of cancellation emails rolled in. Peekskill and the rest of Westchester were essentially shut down.
But I knew I could get to my sixth Saturday magic show; my next-door-neighbor Annie Maher had been planning her big Halloween party for weeks. She'd decorated her fabulous artist loft with bats, spiders, skeletons, black lights and yards of black crepe paper. She'd also been cooking like a fiend and had laid in lots of libations. But in the afternoon she called me, worried that because of the weather nobody would come. (Just as she said that a big branch fell onto North Division Street) I assured her that our downtown Peekskill friends would indeed show up! After all, most of them live within three blocks and could simply walk over.
Come they did! Witches, an alien (me), skeletons, a sixties teeny-bopper, an adorable puppy/kitty couple, an undead notorious terrorist, and other bizarre creatures that defied description slogged through the half-foot of snow, left their wet footwear at the door and partied their weird little hearts out. There was dancing and magic and more dancing. The party was still raging when I left at about midnight; my responsibility gene was kicking in--until I heard otherwise, Legend Celebration was officially still on for today.
I struggled out of bed at 7:30 Sunday morning and looked outside. Snow. Lots of it. Not yet melting, although it's sunny. I went online and saw that many roads were still closed because of trees down, and a lot of people were still without power. I hadn't heard anything from the Legend folks, so I started getting ready--digging out my winter layers, prepping for today's four scheduled shows.
But then the email came; Sunnyside is without power and is closed. This year's Legend Celebration is over. I'm glad we had those three great weekends but sorry that the last was a bust. But I'm not sorry that I get to go back to bed! After I while I'll go next door and help Annie clean up.
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