14
May
17

5.14.17 … enough said …

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2017 Labyrinth Walks, Morning Star Lutheran Chapel, Mathews NC:

I had a few minutes for a walk with Albert. He actually tried to stay on the path.

Enough said.

5.14.17

17
Jul
19

7.17.19 … “The moon is a friend for the lonesome to talk to.” – Carl Sandburg

Adventuring with the Big One …

My sister joined me in Asheville for 3 days and we wore ourselves out adventuring. Here is what we did:

July 14 … drove up from Marietta via the Back Way … Canton, Cherry Log, Blue Ridge, skirting along the Nantahala, Lake Junaluska …

July 15 … Pisgah Inn for Breakfast, Folk Art Center on the Parkway, First Baptist of Asheville labyrinth, Publix (for our easy Salmon dinner in a bag), nap, another drive on the Parkway where we picked up chocolate silk pie for dessert), dinner on the porch …

July 16 … leftovers from yesterday’s Pisgah Inn Breakfast, UNC Asheville labyrinth, architecture tour of Asheville (short) (Buncombe County Courthouse, Asheville City Hall, Basilica of St.Lawrence, Kress Building, S&W Building), then on to Malaprop’s Bookstore and Hunter & Coggins Clothing Co, a favorite of MS’s husband, and White Duck Taco at its new Riverside location for lunch. And then a cabin nap … Next up, Carl Sandburg’s Flat Rock home and his wife’s goat barn and dairy and Appalachian Ridge Cidery (MS really, really liked their sherry). We closed with dinner at the Pisgah Inn (walnut encrusted trout with blueberry butter and chicken pot pie) and a spectacular moonrise! And I must mention the beautiful bride and handsome groom who must have married at about 7, walked up to the restaurant and waited for their corner table like the rest of us by visiting the gift shop and then ate dinner, just the two of them, watching the full moon rise over the mountains…

July 17 … returned to Marietta via the Parkway, Brevard, Rodsman, Cherokee Foothills Trail and I85 …

We couldn’t fit much more in in 3 days!

16
Jul
19

7.16.19 … “Whatever you choose, however many roads you travel, I hope that you choose not to be a lady. I hope you will find some way to break the rules and make a little trouble out there. And I also hope that you will choose to make some of that trouble on behalf of women.” —Nora Ephron

“Solvitur  Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2019 Labyrinth Walks, UNC -Asheville:

MS really enjoyed this one… definitely overgrown today, with weeds, moss, and dead leaves covering the path. But this one was always different because the designer worked the labyrinth path in and around the existing trees.

My sister noted that she experienced a sense of wandering. .

As we walked there was a construction crane moving and beeping like a truck backing up and the sound of middle school age children playing in the next area In the shade under the canopy.

I loved the artistic relationship between the quirky labyrinth and adjacent sculpture, Frank Holder’s Tent III, a schoolyard climbing gym gone awry.

I don’t think they chopped down a single tree to build it. As a matter fact, I think some new ones have grow since it was installed.

Speaking of gone awry …

“Whatever you choose, however many roads you travel, I hope that you choose not to be a lady. I hope you will find some way to break the rules and make a little trouble out there. And I also hope that you will choose to make some of that trouble on behalf of women.”

—Nora Ephron in her commencement address to the Wellesley College Class of 1996

7.16.19

15
Jul
19

7.15.19 … “Evangelism is witness. It is one beggar telling another beg­gar where to get food.”- DT Niles

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2019 Labyrinth Walks, First Baptist Church- Ashville NC:

If you’ve never seen the First Baptist Church of Asheville, it very difficult to envision from a layman’s description: “large octagonal brick Baptist church.” Nothing about it fits with the usual description of a Southern Baptist Church. As my sister and I approached I told her she was going to really like this large red brick octagonal structure, but I gave her nothing to go on. Maybe she would have gotten a better idea if I had said “Beaux Arts influenced building that is based on the Florence’s Duomo.” Here is a great description from an architectural Asheville website

“The first of a series of Beaux Arts influenced buildings in Asheville beautifully conjured by Douglas Ellington, a North Carolina native who moved to the city in the mid- twenties from Pittsburgh. Earlier, in 1913, Ellington had received the Prix de Rougevin, the first American to achieve this competitive honor for design at the École des Beaux- Arts in Paris. Ellington based the church’s sanctuary on the cathedral and dome of Santa Maria del Fiore in Florence, generally known as the Duomo di Firenze, a world heritage site. He layered colored tiles on the dome, graduating from green to deep red (as in the change of seasons) while combining orange bricks, terra cotta moldings and pink marble in the walls of the church. Ellington’s striking sense of natural forms is represented in palm leaf detailing and other Art Deco relief work. First Baptist, finished in 1927, is listed on the National Register of Historic Places.”

Source: First Baptist Church | Asheville, NC’s Official Travel Site,

https://www.exploreasheville.com/architecture-trail/first-baptist-church/

So smiling and laughing at ourselves as we used our rusty Roman Numeral skills to figure out the year the building was built, 1927, and then we walked into the Sacred Garden.

My sister’s first view of the labyrinth was through the opening of the brick wall enclosing the Sacred Garden. I think she said, “lovely!”

We immediately commented on the repetition of patterns and colors from the exterior of the Church to the wall and garden.

I was pleased that they were working on the two fountains because in my recent visits they both were not operational. Still not working, but the maintenance worker who did not speak English was at least attempting it. When working, they make a nice sound buffer to the nearby I 240. Not today.

The walk was in the full sun, but quite pleasant. Funny, the center, which replicates the Chartres rosette center, reminded me of a sun or a child’s drawing of a flower today. Maybe it was because I had just seen a beautiful Blencho sunflower bowl at the Folk Art Center on the blue ridge parkway.

I enjoyed the contrast in thoughts that the plantings brought to mind. Blue hydrangeas reminded me of my grandmother’s back door steps and the knock out roses of modern landscaping, my own Charlotte home included.

I’ve enjoyed the chimes many times, but today they were silent. Instead I noticed how enormous they were. Beautiful artistically, but comical in s way.

And finally the cairns, last time I was here there were at least 7, maybe more and today only 3. Who builds them and why? Do they bring their own stones?

First Baptist has an excellent labyrinth brochure. I loved learning about the source of the stone used:

“The Labyrinth design in our Sacred Garden is a based on the 11-circuit Chartres Cathedral Labyrinth found in France, which dates from around 1201 AD. The medieval design was used exclusively in cathedrals throughout Europe.

The labyrinth paths are made of a sandstone from Tennessee. The voids are Pennsylvania bluestone. The central design in the inlays in made of Etowah marble from northeast Georgia, which is the same stone that is featured throughout the church, including the steps at the entry to the sanctuary. It took about 2 1/2 months to fabricate the labyrinth and 2-3 weeks to install it.” See

https://fbca.net/wp-content/uploads/2018/05/Labyrinth_Brochure_Bleed_Web.pdf

And I enjoyed this email that I found today from Paul Hanneman. This one was dated June 8 and had been sent to Junk Mail. But serendipitously, I clicked on my junk mail today and found it. It was the only one from Paul that was in that mailbox. I was introduced to Paul through my church. He led a small group through studies of Richard Rohr’s “Divine Dance” and Cynthia Bourgeault’s “The Meaning of Mary Magdalene“ and “The Wisdom Jesus.” He also facilitated a class on enneagrams. All were excellent. I was disappointed, for me, when he and his wife Evelyn moved to New Mexico this spring.

Here’s what he said:

“DT Niles (1908–1970), noted Ceylonese pastor, evangelist and author in the mid-twentieth century, was quoted by the NY Times (5/11/86) as saying, “Christianity is one beggar telling another beggar where he found bread.” (In one of his books he wrote, “Evangelism is witness. It is one beggar telling another beg­gar where to get food.”! (That They May Have Life). Details, details…

What’s most interesting to me in Niles’ thinking is the beggar-telling-another-beggar motif. When my ego is most restrained and (perhaps) who I really am in the eyes of God shines forth, the beggar image captures the essence of it. I need far more than I can ever get on my own. I am forever beholden to the love of God which sustains my very being. “Lord Jesus Christ, Son of God, have mercy on me.” Mercy. Someone noted that “justice is getting what you deserve; mercy is getting what you don’t deserve.” Ah…the deeper dynamics of my own ego includes shame, a sense that I am utterly unworthy – it’s about my being, not my actions.

So here we are now living in New Mexico, the land of enchantment that has captured our imaginations and our hearts; both of us feel the land called us here, and we were privileged to be able to respond. We found (by chance – of course it wasn’t mere happenstance!) an elegant, beautiful house with extraordinary views of the Sandia Mountains and the Petroglyph Monument, and we’re worked together to make it our home, a place of spaciousness and intimacy both. Soon the bulk of that work will be finished, which is wonderful. And so my mind began to ruminate on the possibilities for involvement in this new location, of finding community in this new place, of wondering what will emerge for us to do, for us to be. We’ll be seeking spiritual community, of course, and ways to be of service. And for me, as you might suspect, waiting for teaching opportunities to emerge. And, perhaps, something completely new and unexpected.

Well and good for now and here (nowhere). But you remain an essential part of our hearts, you who have been our friends and colleagues over the last two decades. Which brought me back to DT Niles’ image. It occurred to me that I could offer you some of the fruit of my reading and study over the last 40+ years – quotes, reflections, articles that nourish and stretch and deepen me. I’m not an original thinker, but I recognize those voices who capture my mind and heart, and have stored away their writings. What if this beggar were simply to share with others where I found bread? Might that be something you would find interesting, perhaps even helpful?

I propose to send a weekly (or so) email with a provocative quotation or two and, when so inspired, add a response of my own. If this sounds intriguing, you don’t have to do a thing; you’re already on the list. And if you’d rather not receive these missives, simply email me and ask to be removed. If something in particular strikes a chord or nourishes your soul, I’d love to hear it.”

His first in a series email caught my attention. I struggle with the term “evangelical” and I, too, view myself as “not an original thinker.” I am intrigued …

Paul concluded his email with quotations. This was my favorite:

“The soul must long for God in order to be set aflame by God’s love; but if the soul cannot yet feel this longing, then it must long for the longing. To long for the longing is also from God.”- Meister Eckhart

7.15.19

13
Jul
19

7.13.19 … There must always be two kinds of art, escape art, for one needs escape as he or she needs food and deep sleep, and parable art, the art, which shall teach (humans) to unlearn hatred and learn love. ~W.H. Auden

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2019 Labyrinth Walks, Eastminster Presbyterian Church-Marietta GA:

My day began with Saturday morning errands with my sister and a quick detour for a labyrinth walk.

First the laundry … Who still goes to the laundry? My sister and her husband for two … Shirts on hangers or folded?

Second, Starbucks … and the Saturday WSJ. Both are definitely addictions for me. I always think of the Joe Fox line in “You’ve Got Mail”:

“The whole purpose of places like Starbucks is for people with no decision-making ability whatsoever to make six decisions just to buy one cup of coffee. Short, tall, light, dark, caf, decaf, low-fat, non-fat, etc. So people who don’t know what the hell they’re doing or who on earth they are can, for only $2.95, get not just a cup of coffee but an absolutely defining sense of self: Tall. Decaf. Cappuccino.”

That was 1998. Mine in 2019 is vente skinny cinnamon dolce latte with steamed almond milk, light foam … $5.85 … an absolute defining sense of self? Hmmm

Third, a labyrinth walk. There was one close by at Eastminster Presbyterian, so we headed there. We pulled up to an H M Patterson & Sons, Funeral Directors, truck in the church parking lot. (And an aside … I have a visceral response to Patterson’s. Almost every Atlanta funeral in my life has been directed by Patterson’s. It has been THE Atlanta funeral home for decades. Their Spring Hill location was designed by Philip T. Shutze, the same architect who designed the Swan House.) Just seeing their truck changed the tenor of the banter with my sister.

As we walked around to the back of the church we tried to be inconspicuous to the early arriving funeral attendees who could see us through the clear glass windows of the sanctuary.

I always appreciate the wrought iron entrance gates to this memorial garden and my sister and I commented on them as we entered. And we couldn’t help but notice the intense morning sun as we entered the garden. And also the beautiful landscaping … This church’s grounds are beautifully landscaped. Today, I noticed the deep pink crepe myrtles, the tall evergreens forming a boundary at one side of the garden, the day lilies, and the new oak tree in one of the planters that shaded half the labyrinth and provided a wonderful play of light through its leaves. Another random thought was when did crepe myrtles become so popular in the South. I don’t remember many from my childhood. Now they are everywhere!

Walking this labyrinth was work. It is octangular rather than circular so every step seemed controlled rather than flowing.

At the center which contains the 72 niche columbarium, my sister and I noticed that each marker contains a citation for a bible verse. We laughed because our father’s grave marker contains the quote, “and to all a good night,” the closing line from “‘Twas the Night Before Christmas.” Obviously beyond the scope permitted on these markers.

My exit walk was much slower than my entrance walk … which is an usual …

Afterwards I did a little research on this labyrinth and the Amiens Cathedral labyrinth on which it is based.

This labyrinth is octagonal … “Medieval, 11 Circuit Octagonal – Centered in the labyrinth is a Columbarium with 72 niches. They are both part of a memorial garden with over 1000 plants, shrubs, and trees.”

I found their online information interesting:

“Labyrinth

Eastminster’s Memorial Garden also features a Labyrinth patterned after the Amiens Cathedral labyrinth in Paris. A labyrinth is an ancient symbol that represents wholeness. It combines the imagery of the circle and the spiral into a meandering but purposeful path. It looks like a maze but is not. A maze is a left brain task that requires logical thinking and analysis to find correct paths. A labyrinth is a right brain task involving intuition, creativity, imagery, and the search for possibility. Unlike a maze, a labyrinth has no dead-ends. You cannot get lost. You just follow the path to the center and out again. A labyrinth walk can be a peaceful activity, helpful in centering your mind and attention on prayer of meditation of Scripture. Try walking “The Lord’s Prayer” or memorizing a verse of Scripture and walking with it through the turns. Or just spend some time with Jesus laying aside the cares and distractions of the world.

Labyrinth Pilgrims

Medieval pilgrims, unable to fulfill their desire to make a pilgrimage to Jerusalem, went instead to many pilgrimage sites in Europe or Britain. In many cases the end of their journey was a labyrinth formed of stone and laid in the floor of the nave of one of these great Gothic cathedrals. The center of the labyrinths probably represented for many pilgrims the Holy City itself and thus became the substitute goal of the journey.

Labyrinth Geometry

The sacred geometry of the labyrinth involves the numbers four, seven and twelve, emerging out of the “paths” and “walls” themselves. The labyrinth is divided neatly into four quarters standing, in the medieval mind, for the four gospels (Matthew, Mark, Luke and John). Seven is the number of 180 degree turns there are in each quarter of the labyrinth. This relates to the seven Liberal Arts of medieval education, or perhaps the seven paths of the classic medieval cruciform labyrinths. Twelve is the total number of the labyrinth’s paths and center, thus relating it to the twelve-month calendar or the twelve disciples of Jesus. The six “petals” of the center of the Chartres labyrinth (and, in our case, the six facets of the Columbarium) provide individual opportunities for symbolic representation and meditation.

Always open. Come and enjoy this space dedicated to the glory of God. As we say at Eastminster, “At the heart of our fellowship is joy in communion with Christ.” Come and draw closer to Him.

Source: http://www.epres.org/memorial-garden/

Eastminster‘s labyrinth, as noted above, is a copy of Amiens Cathedral in France. Here is some info on Amiens:

The labyrinth of Amiens Cathedral (La cathédrale d’Amiens) is linked to the more famous labyrinth of Chartres Cathedral and has the same path arrangement and widths, but differs from its round counterpart in its octagonal shape. It was originally created in the late Middle Ages in the year 1288, roughly a decade after the cathedral itself was built. A medallion in the center of the maze commemorates the construction of the medieval cathedral.

Source: Amiens Cathedral Labyrinth – Amiens, France – Atlas Obscura,

https://www.atlasobscura.com/places/amiens-cathedral-labyrinth

And I saw this in the online description of a Lauren Artress workshop:

“The Parable of the Labyrinth: Walking the Labyrinth as a Spiritual Practice

with the Reverend Dr. Lauren Artress

There must always be two kinds of art, escape art, for one needs escape as he or she needs food and deep sleep, and parable art, the art, which shall teach (humans) to unlearn hatred and learn love. ~W.H. Auden

Spiritual practices are gaining in popularity during these chaotic times. They quiet the mind, open the heart and teach skills to navigate one’s interior world. Spiritual practices can be a ‘secular’ as knitting, or as sacred as icon painting. We will look at the broad array of practices and then focus specifically upon walking the labyrinth. The labyrinth is a three dimensional parable that teaches us, through our imaginations what we need to learn along the path of life.

You may have walked the labyrinth but never had a formal introduction to it, or, you may feel like a ‘failed’ meditator who could not quiet the mind during sitting meditation. All are welcome; please join me.”

7.13.19

12
Jul
19

7.12.19 … “And this is precisely the secret held by all those who go by foot: life is prolonged when you walk. Walking expands time rather than collapses it.” -Erling Kagge

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2019 Labyrinth Walks, The Cathedral of St. Philip-Atlanta GA:

I have a lot going on right now. I have been in Atlanta helping my mom deal with some major dental issues. I never thought about it, but there is a useful life for teeth. And for my mom, 92 seems to be the number. It is not fun to deal with serious dental health issues at 92.

My sister had an appointment at Piedmont so I drove with her and decided I could use my time free time as quiet time … Iced coffee from Starbucks, labyrinth walk, and, if time permits, a visit to Richards Five and Dime.

I have secured my coffee, and a blueberry muffin, and I’m now sitting in the very hot sun, 89°, at The Cathedral. There is a magnolia tree in the distance that still has a few blooms on it, but most in this garden, are well past any blooms.

My thoughts wander to my three adult children and what they are doing. Jack is in Alaska and the temperature in Alaska has been breaking records. It was hotter in Anchorage AK last week than in Atlanta GA today. It hit the 90s for the first time in recorded history and in the lower 90s for three days in a row in McCarthy AK. And there are over 400 forest fires; so bad that Jack says the normally pristine air is hazy from the fires.

My son Edward is in Colorado and dealing with the ups and downs of relocation, finding a job, and how sometimes the world just doesn’t play into your hand. But, he is surrounded by good friends and has found a beautiful place to live, so I am hopeful that he will find a spot where he enjoys this period of his life.

And Molly, my daughter, is in Brooklyn. Last month she traveled to Ecuador and now she will work super hard and then have mini vacations to attend the weddings of two close friends in August and September. I think this wedding season will be different than when I was her age because each wedding, as a general rule, is unique. No longer does a bride go home to her childhood church and get married surrounded by her family and friends of childhood with a couple of additions from college, etc. instead, the couple often choose a venue that is special to them, a beach resort or a mountain venue or even a local park or venue near where the couple currently lives. It’s a different world.

Before I walk I took stock of my surroundings. As I mentioned, it was hot. And the birds were the most significant activity in the garden today. I enjoyed watching them fly from tree to tree and singing to each other.

I love this cartoon forwarded to me by a good Episcopalian friend. I wish I knew the cartoonist so I could give him/her credit.

I found this quote the other day…

“And this is precisely the secret held by all those who go by foot: life is prolonged when you walk. Walking expands time rather than collapses it.”

-Erling Kagge’s Walking: One Step at a Time (translated by Becky L. Crook, Pantheon)

I certainly believe that my walking expands time, rather than collapses it. I’m hoping my life is prolonged by my walks.

And I enjoyed Hamilton’s score today:

🎶Look around, look around at how lucky you are … to be alive right now … 🎶

And as for the goats … you’ll have to ask my brother.

7.12.19

and I found this …

08
Jul
19

7.8.19 … “walking a labyrinth provided ‘short-term calming, relaxation, and relief from agitation and anxiety’ … feel happier and less stressed after a good labyrinth walk.”

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2019 Labyrinth Walks, Unity North Atlanta Spiritual Center – Marietta GA:

This was the second labyrinth that was new to me that I have walked that was at a “Unity Center.” This one was described on the Locator as “Other- Spiral ankh” and is 34 feet in diameter, built with brick paver boundaries and a bark mulch path. It was built by members of the congregation in 2011.

As soon as I pulled up, I knew I was going to have to move quickly. Another late afternoon thunderstorm was moving in. This sky quickly blackened and the wind picked up.

The labyrinth was located in the back of the spiritual center, the far back. Also at the back was an organic garden which is absolutely beautiful and a pet memorial garden – “remembering those who gave unconditional love“. I have never seen such a garden in a spiritual center. People have painted and left large river stones as memorials to their pets.

The labyrinth itself was located on a lower terrace area. As I walked down the wooden steps, I realized there was also a little free library. This one was empty. I’ll have to remember to bring some books …

Whenever I walk a new-to-me labyrinth, I focus on the materials, the size, setting, and every detail that has been left for me to contemplate. This one was a feast!

Once on the level with the labyrinth, I noticed that it had several cairns and included in the center was a stack of carved stones. As I mentioned, the path was bark chips, luckily these are really strips and relatively finally ground and so the noise of walking was not an issue.

The first thing I noticed as I started on the path was the painting of the Green Man on a retaining wall. That made me smile and think of my friend Joni.

At the back side was another one of my favorite Bible quotes, Numbers 6:26: “The Lord lift up his countenance upon you and give you peace.” I feel blessed.

People have created cairns. Cairns are definitely new for me. But I always assume they are left in remembrance of a loved one, the Jewish tradition, but I’m really not sure.

Both in the pet memorial garden and down on the labyrinth there were statues of Saint Francis. And then there was this wonderful angel sitting in a bed of …. I have no idea.

I felt the first raindrops before I entered the center. At the center were four large pieces of cut stone, the engraved stone paver with my favorite Bible quote: “be still, and know that I am.“ – Psalm 46:10. There were also multiple rocks that had been very carefully placed, an old leaf, a quarter, a charm which includes the breast cancer charm (but it is not pink, and I think it may be an earring), a dime (make that two dimes), and a “Welcome” chip from CoDA with the serenity prayer facing up … I will ponder that. I had to look CoDA up. It’s Co-Dependents Anonymous, “a fellowship of men and women whose common purpose is to develop healthy relationships. The only requirement for membership is a desire for healthy and loving relationships.” Well worth my pondering.

As usual, my walk out was much more speedy then my walk in.

After I finished I looked around for a few more minutes. There were also several marked off planting areas and rudimentary benches and a nice picnic table. And there was a cross on the tree behind the picnic table with this quotation: “The Lord Bless You And Keep You.”

I recently reposted this 2015 article from The Atlantic. I know many of my friends wonder why I do this… This is a good explanation:

“A labyrinth is not a maze. There is nothing to be solved, no dead ends meant to entrap the walker. Labyrinths have a clear way in and out. Yet the small amount of concentration required to stay on the path, combined with the repetitive nature of following the pattern, is said to produce a calming effect that can do everything from reduce anxiety to combat chemotherapy-induced nausea.

The science behind this theory is sketchy, at best. “I would have a lot of difficulty trying to prove this as a research-based, double-blinded study,” said Thomas Ferrara, an Indianapolis-based physician who has referred several patients to local labyrinths. But dozens of small studies have hinted that labyrinth walking may hold some real benefits. One 2001 study found that walking a labyrinth provided “short-term calming, relaxation, and relief from agitation and anxiety” for Alzheimer’s patients. Others show that everyone from pediatric cancer patients to nurses feel happier and less stressed after a good labyrinth walk.”

Source: The Labyrinth Revival – The Atlantic, https://www.theatlantic.com/health/archive/2015/04/the-labyrinth-revival/391517/

7.8.19

06
Jul
19

7.6.19 … “When I go out for a walk, there is so much that makes me happy to be alive. Breathing. Not thinking. Observing. I am grateful beyond measure to be part of it all.” – Maira Kalman

“Solvitur Ambulando” – It is solved by walking, 2019 Labyrinth Walks, Heritage Baptist Church – Cartersville GA:

There are only few people who indulge me in my labyrinth walking hobby. And one is my sister. And she is game for all my shenanigans.

We headed out from her house toward Cartersville Ga midday. We first stopped for lunch at the 4 Way Lunch where I had a new experience with a hotdog all the way … I’ll go back, but I won’t be surprised next time.

And then to the labyrinth at Heritage Baptist Church. The is self-described Chartres-esque, but actually it is a 5 circuit, work each quadrant at a time, labyrinth.

“The labyrinth is an Eagle Scout project by Morgan North, completed in the fall of 2017. It is located on the back left side of the church facility. We’re in the process of developing online resources for guided walks.“

Noticeable is the setting. We are outside of Cartersville on what used to be farmland. There are several churches and a new retirement community on this road. There is a planted field next door and the mountains in the distance.

My sister was here earlier in the spring and she says the box woods are new. We both agreed that is was “Pineview hot” … if you get it, you’ll know.

The timing of the labyrinth works pretty well even though it only had 5 circuits.

As we were finishing we heard fire or ambulance sirens in the distance… Maybe at the senior center…

And next on our journey we drove the 45 minutes to the High Museum to see the Maira Kalman exhibit, The Pursuit of Everything: Maira Kalman – Event in Atlanta, GA.

https://www.atlanta.net/events/detail/the-pursuit-of-everything-maira-kalman/120616/ She is a favorite of mine.

I think my sister is a convert!

From Fireboat (2002), we were seriously moved by the illustration of 9/11 and the rescue efforts of the fireboat …

And we had a grand time laughing way too loud over “gouache,” the paint, not the soup “gazpacho” or the stew “goulash,” as in “Hungarian goulash.”

Part of this quote is on a wall in the exhibit:

“When I go out for a walk, there is so much that makes me happy to be alive. Breathing. Not thinking. Observing. I am grateful beyond measure to be part of it all. There are people, of course, heroic and heartbreaking, going about their business in splendid fashion.

There are the discarded items — chairs, sofas, tables, umbrellas, shoes — also heroic for having lived life in happy (or unhappy) homes.

There are trees. Glorious and consoling. Changing with the seasons. Reminders that all things change. And change again. There are flowers, birds, babies, buildings.

I love all of these. But above all, I am besotted by dogs.”

Source: Beloved Dog: Maira Kalman’s Illustrated Love Letter to Our Canine Companions – Brain Pickings, �https://www.brainpickings.org/2015/10/29/beloved-dog-maira-kalman/

I wish she would draw my Albert!

Now for some pool time!

7.6.19




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