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Whats love got to do with it?
Had a happy day yesterday. Completely out of the ordinary, and it felt great. I didn't work (for myself). Went to the Doctor, went out to lunch with my sister in law and her mom, went down to the art museum and volunteered on a big puppet parade project that will happen next weekend. Was asked by someone I don't know well, but like from afar as I was helping with papier mache : Did you have a happy childhood? What is your love story?? And it made me think: and made me also want to ask him: and what is your love story? well, next time. I will When english isn't the common language, it is so much easier to have a conversation that goes straight to the heart of things.
Quite by luck I had two artichoke encounters within 24 hours. First, spontaneously I bought two of them, yesterday because they were so perfectly beautiful, though I wasn't even sure what to do with them other than enjoy the curious shape. Then, just by luck, I came across this incrediby beautiful and inspiring Blog , Manger , and the artichoke again! Perhaps the inspiration will spread!! btw, they were delicious.
Last weeks Reading
The Lady and the Unicorn by Tracy Chevalier listened to it. The Interestings by Meg Wolizer reading it, halfway through The book Theif by Marcus Zusak in the process of listening
there is a tribe in Africa where the birth date of a child is counted not from when they were born, nor from when they are conceived but from the day that the child was a thought in its mother’s mind. And when a woman decides that she will have a child, she goes off and sits under a tree, by herself, and she listens un til she can hear the song of the child that wants to come. And after she’s heard the song of this child, she comes back to the man who will be the child’s father, and teaches it to him. And then, when they make love to physically conceive the child, some of that time they sing the song of the child, as a way to invite it. And then, when the mother is pregnant, the mother teaches that child’s song to the midwives and the old women of the village, so that when the child is born, the old women and the people around her sing the child’s song to welcome it. And then, as the child grows up, the other villagers are taught the child’s song. If the child falls, or hurts its k
An old friend
On the way home from Minnesota, I stopped to see an old camp friend I hadn't seen in over 32 years.... That in itself was shocking, but it was so great to see her. She lives on a beautiful farm, and just got some baby pigs. Driving from south to north during spring, is the most amazing thing. Over and over again, you enter into spring in all of its stages.... It was a long trip, but also the most beautiful continual enchanted spring I've ever experienced.
Great Pot!
Animal-shaped pot with iron painting, made in Si Satchanalai ware of Thailand,circa 15-16th century.
