Wednesday, March 5, 2025

Letting Go For Lent

Putting Things Away
But you can leave the bowl out!
It's a Bowl for All Seasons

Taking Down the Tree
Looks like Aidan is diving in!
He's actually getting a closer look with his special glasses!

Rosemary for Remembrance
For all Feasts & Seasons

Tossing out the Dried Basil
As my friend Ed said,
"I think you leave the rushes on the floor
until Rogation Day." Haha!

As for putting things away, I knew that Candlemas / Groundhog Day would be too soon; so I changed my goal to Superbowl Sunday. After all, if the football season can last until mid-February, so can the Christmas Tree Season! The big day came and went, yet the tree remained! Then the snow came! I told Gerry that as long as we keep getting snow, I'm keeping the Christmas tree up another week. He said, "the tree staying up is causing the snow!" Could it be? Some kind of reverse weather magic!

Then came Mardi Gras -- upcoming frivolity but also impending reality. Although I am convinced that even the angels love it when we leave our trees up, I knew it was time. At last, on Ash Wednesday, with Gerry's help and and emotional support, I took down the tree and put away every Christmas decoration. As in previous years -- giving up Christmas was my Lenten sacrifice. Over and done with.

Serious Readings for Lent
Duo
Nadia

and something fun to read /watch: Bad Monkey
As the action draws to a close, the main character Andrew Yancy / Vince Vaughn has a reckoning with death during which he hears the voices of all his friends and colleagues who have urged him, within the complicted course of the novel, to "let it go!" Although it goes against his tenacious nature, he quickly comes to accept that "letting go" is what he must do in order to save his own life -- a very serious take-away from an otherwise lighthearted story.

It is now Lent -- time to let go of something. You decide what.

Tuesday, March 4, 2025

Mardi Gras: A Day's Miching

Vibrant, vivid Mardi Gras Banner
-- best party favor ever!
Thanks Cathy McK!

A Mardi Gras letter to my favorite professor:

The other day, I randomly picked up an old reading journal from Spring Semester 1982 and came across a few entries that I thought you might enjoy, or at least find somewhat droll, such as this note jotted down in late January: " . . . felt bad for Prof Orr -- seems no one is reading Swann's Way." Aside from me, of course.

But then just a few days later -- in fact, Feb 2, James Joyce's birthday (duly noted at the top of the page), things take a turn for the worse: "To school just in time to get to class. Prof Orr started The Trial after just a few moments on Proust. I haven't started The Trial and was embarrassed at being able to contribute nothing." Oops!

There's a follow - up entry explaining that a classmate and I stopped by your office to "talk about Proust and other things," and also to "put a note on Orr's name plate: Leonard O. In honor of The Trial and Joseph K." Grad school hijinks I guess!

Later in the month, I fall behind again: "Made the mistake of going to 20th C without having read The Master & Margarita."

Entries for the next few days say only, "Reading M & M."

Then I have another lapse: "To school in the nick of time, but decided against going to 20th Centry Lit."

What was wrong with me? I never realized until looking back on this notebook what a terrible student I was. You were a very patient professor to forgive my many lapses!

It is mystifying to think that there was ever a time in my life when I didn't know The Trial and The Master & Margarita by heart, but clearly that's the case. The question now: to shred this notebook, or to put it back on the shelf?

I found another journal entry that made me laugh and I thought you might enjoy.

On Tuesday, February 23, 1982, I note that it was unusually warm weather (80F) for Mardi Gras. Inspired / misguided by the good weather, I stay home from school, skip both of my classes (Continental Lit with you & English Bible with Lyna Lee Montgomery) and spend the morning "baking Mardi Gras Bread."

As I said in the previous note (above / below) I am shocked, shocked to realize what a haphazard student I was that semester!

Anyway, later in the afternoon, my journal tells me, I jump on my bike and cycle to campus as quickly as possible to go teach my class. Despite letting my professors down by skipping the classes I was taking, I apparently never let my students down by skipping the sections I was teaching.

Here's the part I thought you would like: As luck would have it, "After class, ran inadvertently into Prof Orr and explained my absence -- kind of embarrassing." I don't mention giving a fake excuse, so maybe I just told you the truth, that I felt compelled to do some baking and hide a tiny inedible doll inside a Mardi Gras Cake (well, kind of related to my dissertation topic).

I do mention that the next day the temperature dropped back down to 40F. Time to face reality. So much for my "day's miching," right?

A word to the wise from
Matthew Yglesias
on keeping up with the Great Books!

Saturday, March 1, 2025

Daffodil Day

For these pics and more,
see my 2025 Calendar
A Rebirth of Wonder
Seems like in previous years, snowdrops
have featured as the flowerlet of March First,
at the expense of overlooking leeks and daffodils!

Not only is it Martisor Day in Romania,
it is also St. David's Day in Wales!

Previous March First Posts
2010: Kiss Me & Kiss Today & Dear March

2011: My Vegetable Love

2012: Love However Brief

2013: Beyond Ideas

2014: The First [Mild] Day of March

2015: Wind from a Leaf

2016: Reading the Obituaries

2017: Piano Bar
2018: The Sweetheart Tree

2019: Flora or Fish?

2020: The Once and Future Guenever

2021: Felix Anno Novo

2022: March Begins: The Heart's Desire

2023: Happy Martisor Day!

2024: Present ~ Past ~ Future

2025: TGIF & Daffodil Day

Friday, February 28, 2025

TGIF

I love this photo by my friend Jay
and the caption that he gave it:


"February Goodbye . . . TGIF"

That lake is Holy Ground,
so perfect for the end of the week,
the end of the month,
the end of the wintry season.
So many endings.


And as my friend Etta recently observed,
"so many more":
"I think the hardest part of being older is that it is all about loss and grief. Not just from death, but ends of relationships, loss of youth and physical abilities, loss of our idealism and naïveté. And so many more.

I’ve always feared loss and grief and now I experience it every day. And now add loss of security, given the current state of our government."
P.S.
Thanks to Jay for capturing
not only the last sunset of February
but also the
First Sunrise of March!

As March begins,
I'm thinking of that old favorite
by Don McLean

"The book of life is brief
And once a page is read
All but love is dead
That is my belief
. . . "

Tuesday, February 25, 2025

Pink Kitchen ~ Blue Kitchen

Pink & Blue Teacups ~ 1890s
From my Grandmother Rovilla Lindsey


Monet's Kitchen
(Designed: 1883 - 1926)

Contemporary Pink Kitchen
What Is Pink

What is pink? a rose is pink
By a fountain's brink.
What is red? a poppy's red
In its barley bed.
What is blue? the sky is blue
Where the clouds float thro'.
What is white? a swan is white
Sailing in the light.
What is yellow? pears are yellow,
Rich and ripe and mellow.
What is green? the grass is green,
With small flowers between.
What is violet? clouds are violet
In the summer twilight.
What is orange? Why, an orange,
Just an orange!


~~ Christina Rossetti (1830 – 1894) ~~

Friday, February 14, 2025

Valentine Trees & Trinkets


HAPPY VALENTINE'S DAY

May your joys be magnified!

Vintage magnifying glass locket, a keepsake
from my sister - in - law Marion's jewelry box.
May your heart be held!
Irish Claddagh Ring
Hearts Abound!

Tuesday, February 11, 2025

Then & Now: 2025 Calendar, Part 3

Calendar for 2025:
Sept - Oct - Nov - Dec
Then & Now Family Photos


Generation after generation, we are,
as Ferlinghetti says:
"perpetually awaiting a rebirth of wonder"
September
Swinging at the park!

Kit, Di, Dave ~ 1961
Peg, Bruce, Kit, Di ~ 1961
Aidan & Ellie ~ 2024
October
Going to church.
First Communion
Anthony, Rosanne, Margaret ~ 1940
Gerry, Richard, Tina ~ 1963
Sam & Ben ~ 2004
St. Peter's, Philadelphia
Ellie & Aidan ~ 2024
St. Mark's Pre - K, Charlottesville, VA
November
Little Rovilla
2 years, 11 months ~ September 1894
Ellie (3 1/2 ~ April 2024) &
Aidan (2 1/2 ~ Thanksgiving 2024)
wearing my childhood apron, made for me by my
Grandmother Rovilla Heideman Lindsey, ca 1963
December
Little Annie Hurst
August 20, 1908 - Jnuary 4, 1935
Rosanne's mother ~ Gerry's grandma ~ Ben's great-grandma
with her future great-great-grandchildren
Baby Dean
wearing a vintage Peter Rabbit suits that G'ma Rosanne
brought from England when Sam was born in 1993
Aidan
, Ellie

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Editor's note: Because this is a very dense calendar,
with a collage of many photos for each month,
I am dividing it into 3 segments for easier scrolling.

January - April

May - August

September - December