Saturday, May 02, 2009

Back in Beantown

The Symposium was edifying, as usual, and I had many good meals and a great trip to the MOMA to see Into the Sunset:Photography's Image of the American West, a stellar show with some in your face images and not exactly beautiful snow capped mountains and amber waves of grain if you get the drift. But good stuff, and I can't tell you how many times I was brought up short, thinking, "yes, that's exactly how it looked." The shock of the familiar seen on display in a museum. http://www.moma.org/visit/calendar/exhibitions/97

Got stuck in hideous traffic yesterday, and took a break from the drive to piddle down to Old Saybrook (Saybrook Point) and gobble down a lobster salad and some wine.

Cats happy to see us, as always, which they let us know in their inimitable ways. No mad meows. Annie licked S.O.'s beard and Thisbe bit my toe. Love is strange.

Laundry is done, mail picked up, food in the house and the precious sprouts did not die. Think I'm growing a beanstalk. Fee Fie Foe Fum. Better get those suckers in the ground. Bleeding heart blooming. Lots of little seedlings up. Only recognize the mesclun. We are going to be eating well this summer, unless disaster or the rabbits strike. Bad bunnies.

Now I need to get back to writing, don't ya know?

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