Monday, June 13, 2011
Summer Trip
Tuesday, May 10, 2011
A Day with Wildlife
And then, looking through the cypress trees, we saw some beautiful birds: a great blue heron and a wood stork.
They weren't residents of the park; they had just flown in from the nearby lake to fish in the marsh.
So rare and spectacular.
And doing back flips.
A sign said that the bobcat would also be shy and elusive. But it wasn't.
Here they have black bears, gray and red foxes, and skunks, but we only got a picture of a white squirrel. Squirrels and fish crows were everywhere in the park, cackling and barking from the trees and stealing food from the park animals.
These ibis weren't official park animals either.
Just visitors like us. Sunday, April 24, 2011
Happy Easter
(Not actually the Easter Bunny, but he is putting together a lovely present.)
Friday, April 22, 2011
Tuesday, April 19, 2011
Surprise Wedding
We decided to make their wedding presents ourselves. Julie studies Roman coins and the Severans, and we were inspired by this silver denarius of the Severan empress Julia Domna. Julia Domna is on the obverse side of this coin, and on the reverse is a dedication to Fortuna Felix, "Happy Good Fortune." We wanted to wish that happy fortune to Julie and John.
I made this paper cutting, in which the coin is surrounded by vines inspired by Augustan-era imagery.
David composed this poem describing the coin:
I turned over a shining silver coin in my hands
inscribed with the words "Julia Augusta" and with her face
looking to the right, her hair bound in rows,
and with her dress hanging from her chaste shoulders.
And I saw a greeting to Happy Good Fortune
on the back of the coin, Fortune with her breast bared,
gazing to the left and from her throne stretching her right arm
to a child standing upright, supporting a horn of plenty
with her immortal elbow, and leaning with her left hand
on a rudder fixed to a globe of the world.
Hail, goddess, may you give me your gifts!
The party was at a friend's house, and it was very elegant. We gathered on a screened-in patio, with an almost-full moon overhead and candles all around. Caterers ducked in and out refilling the delicious food. A singer sang jazz standards at the far end of the pool.
This is what I wore.
I made this necklace for the party.
Julie and John kept the wedding part of the party a secret from everyone except those of us who would have to travel long distance to be there. The guests were completely surprised. Even though Julie was wearing a gorgeous white wedding dress.
And also, there was a beautiful wedding cake.
They called us all together, and John's friend announced that he had sad news: the engagement was over. The crowd was dumbfounded. "Dearly beloved," he went on, "we are here tonight to witness the wedding of Julie and John." There were deafening cheers. Then Julie and John got married.
Congratulations, newly-weds! And all of our best wishes for a long life together that continues to be full of happy surprises.
Monday, April 18, 2011
Amelia Island
Thursday, April 14, 2011
Loss of a Bloomingtonaut
Last week, Poppy died. She was fifteen years old, and she had heart problems. She had a good long life.
When HoosierKitty first rescued Poppy and gave her to me, Poppy was so tiny that she could curl up in the palm of my hand. It felt like holding a warm peach.
Poppy fell in love with David from the first moment she met him. He came into my apartment, she jumped into his lap, and I knew I had met the right man.
David says that Poppy was a very joyous cat, and it's true: she was a happy creature who took pleasure in all the aspects of her life. Even in her old age she was still turning every object into a toy and every event into a game.
The best thing that Poppy gave us was the opportunity to imagine life from a cat's perspective, because it was so different from ours. We were always marveling at the way she saw the world. We were fascinated by her. I never got over the simple fact of her domestication: that something so wild and inhuman could live with us, and talk to us, and love us.
She was more than a pet to us. She was a full-fledged Bloomingtonaut. She was one of us, and we miss her.
