“What have you done for color?” –Henri Matisse
What have you done for color,
for light, for dancing?
What have you done
for the quiet journey of the sun
over the ridgetop at dawn?
What have you done for the line,
for the eloquent curve,
for the circle?
What have you done for the pure note,
the perfect A that hangs in the air above you?
1. Pie night. I didn’t write about that when it happened, but when I got home on Friday, Jon was making pie crusts. He made an out-of-this world vegetable pie, and with the leftover dough, we mixed up a lemon sponge pie. I think we will have to do this more often. Of course, it brought to mind the cherry pie that he made for me once when we were dating. He told the boys that he would help them some day if they want to make pies to impress their dates and their families.
2. How getting rid of things makes the things you hold onto even more real. We gave away a rather large stack of vinyl records the other day, and suddenly I find myself playing the ones we kept. My ears are still filled with Abba.
3. Watching a child become a reader. Literacy is a magical thing.
4. Miracles and wonder. These are the days. . .
5. Learning the new script for how I speak about myself to myself. (This is a constant process.)
May we walk in Beauty!