Isn't this lovely? Hydra's cousin, Sharon, made the stained glass angels that adorned our plates. She came all the way from Michigan to share the day with us, at our mutual cousin's house in Orange County.
Sunlight on leaves passed during our post-dinner, pre-dessert walk:
I'm thankful for so much, but right now am thinking of how grateful I am for this artistic life I am leading. My friends and family are so creative and exciting.
I think the following quote, from the book I'm reading right now, is actually applicable to most forms of artistic expression:
“There are these rare moments when musicians together touch something sweeter than they’ve ever found before in rehearsals or performance, beyond the merely collaborative or technically proficient, when their expression becomes as easy and graceful as friendship or love. This is when they give us a glimpse of what we might be, of our best selves, and of an impossible world in which you give everything you have to others, but lose nothing of yourself. Out in the real world there exist detailed plans, visionary projects for peaceable realms, all conflicts resolved, happiness for everyone, for ever—mirages for which people are prepared to die and kill. Christ’s kingdom on earth, the workers’ paradise, the ideal Islamic state. But only in music, and only on rare occasions, does the curtain actually lift on this dream of community, and it’s tantalizingly conjured, before fading away on the last notes.”
from Saturday by Ian McEwan
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I love that quote. And looks like you had a wonderful Thanksgiving.
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