Here and There

Wednesday, March 28, 2007

Sunday, March 25, 2007

Bouquets to Art 2007
















We went to Bouquets to Art on Friday night. I hope it's an annual tradition. I sure like the DeYoung, and I like finding flowers in all the corners of it on this visit. I also really liked the cheeseburger at the cafe that I enjoyed last year and again this year. A happy accident was discovering the "macro" button on my camera right after taking a picture of the fruit and flowers arrangement; I used it for the first time below!

Friday, March 23, 2007

"I ain't a communist necessarily, but I been in the red all my life." --Woody Guthrie

It all started when I got my hands on an Elizabeth Mitchell CD and she did 3 or 4 Woodie Guthrie songs. I realized there was this whole other chunk of music I liked. He writes songs for kids perfectly- crazy, fun, simple and great rhythms, AND he uses nouns turned into adjectives to describe themselves. (Grassy grass grass, Milky milk, Sunny sun sun sun, Washy wash etc.)

Anyway, then I got a Dan Zanes kids CD and he covers Woody Guthrie's "So Long (It's Been Good to Know Yuh)" and I found it perfectly heartbreaking. Not one of his kids' songs, still great. Waltz-like in tempo but so sad. Here are a few verses that show the gist of it.

I've sung this song, but I'll sing it again,
Of the place that I lived on the wild windy plains,
In the month called April, in a county called Gray,
And here's what all of the people there say:

So long, it's been good to know yuh;
So long, it's been good to know yuh;
So long, it's been good to know yuh.
This dusty old dust is takin' my home,
And I got to be driftin' along.

A dust storm hit, an' it hit like thunder;
It dusted us over, an' it covered us under;
Blocked out the traffic an' blocked out the sun,
Straight for home all the people did run,

Singin' so long, it's been good to know yuh;
So long, it's been good to know yuh;
So long, it's been good to know yuh.
This dusty old dust is takin' my home,
And I got to be driftin' along.

The lovers sat in the dark and sparked,
They hugged and kissed in that dusty old dark.
They sighed and cried, hugged and kissed,
Instead of marriage, they talked just like this:

Honey, so long, it's been good to know yuh;
So long, it's been good to know yuh;
So long, it's been good to know yuh.
This dusty old dust is takin' my home,
And I got to be driftin' along.
..


I did a little research on the fellow and found myself re-immersed in the world of Grapes of Wrath. Why don't I remember that book more clearly? Why didn't it hurt me more to read it? I don't remember; it was one of the first Steinbeck novels I read after The Pearl. I definitely read it before East of Eden, which is the book that made me love Steinbeck.

I decided I need to learn more about Guthrie, and re-read Grapes of Wrath. You know when something you happen upon grips you, and you have to learn more about it? I feel that way.

Wednesday, March 21, 2007

Spring!

Today was the first full day of Spring. I taught the kids "Daffa-down-dilly" and made up a new verse which they liked. A nice thing that happened today is that I spotted a butterfly flopping around in the air in the corner of the yard at work. Connor was the only kid playing near there, so I pointed it out and we watched it flutter around and land nearby. It kept flying away and coming back. Connor was so patient, he would wait at the fence, looking for it and just when we thought it had flown away it would surprise us from behind and flutter right by us. We sang a song to it and tried to get it to land on us for luck, but it didn't. But it was a great Spring time. Watching a butterfly for a long time is relaxing.

Sunday, March 18, 2007

Reepicheep and Psalm 139

This the little painting that started as a reflection on Psalm 139, which has been so comforting to me in the past few months, and then turned into a reflection on The Voyage of the Dawn Treader.

As for Psalm 139, I like feeling known. Everybody likes feeling known. But I also think it takes a lot of trust to desire someone to know you deeply. v.23 says "Search me, O God, and know my heart; test me and know my anxious thoughts." It could feel like someone rifling through your pockets or purse, or it could feel like the relief of telling someone a deep secret, depending on the trust level I guess. I like to think about how Aslan knew Reepicheep so well. He knew he wanted so badly to come into his country, and he brought him there. It is hard to see from this angle the children walking and Reepicheep leading the way, wading in the shallow water, but I liked to imagine them holding hands, going slowly, feeling full of awe at the wall of water, the mountains of green beyond.

Sunday, March 11, 2007

Stranger Than Fiction

We watched Stranger Than Fiction on Friday night. I sure liked it. I thought it was funny and sweet and nothing was too weird or scary. Just the movie I needed on Friday. I also liked the end. I just wrote why, but that would be a total spoiler, so I erased it. Anyway, I liked this movie and it sure was nice to see Emma Thompson and Will Ferrell and Queen Latifah and Maggie Gyllenhaal (sp?) and Buster from Arrested Development all together in the same movie. Peter pointed out that Buster doesn't say "Dude" but I returned that The Man Who Plays Buster is indeed an actor and can say "Dude" as another character.
I liked this scene pictured where he gives her flours. Also, I think I want to get a Wreckless Eric album because I listened to it a little on ITUNES and I loved it!

Saturday, March 03, 2007

Everybody else is doing it.

Perhaps some of you remember my bad Lent. I gave up Diet Coke, got grumpy and started to enjoy Diet Dr. Pepper.

Last year was a good Lent, no fasting, but I did take on Friday morning prayer.

This year hasn't started off so good as far as disciplines go. I didn't even make it to Ash Wednesday service, and I love Ash Wednesday service. I think I'll have to stop wishing I made it there because I didn't and I'm going to have to move through the 40 days without it.

Problem is, this year's Lent started off with a hard two weeks--and now, I feel like I haven't landed on what I want to reflect on, or push into. I'm just sitting here, wondering what Lent is going to be for me this year. Can I confess? Mostly it seems too sad this year. I don't even know why, but I just want Resurrection Sunday to come. I want it to be morning. I want it to be light. I don't want to sit in dim light and wait.

Agnus Dei

Lamb of God, you take away the sins of the world
Have mercy on us.
Lamb of God you take away the sins of the world
Have mercy on us.
Lamb of God you take away the sins of the world
Grant us peace.

"Be comforted!" I tell myself.