Weekend pieces
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magidI brought grape juice over to friends Friday afternoon. It was amazingly warm, in the 40s! I walked over without a jacket, even, and it felt wonderful, being able to move more freely, unhampered by coat and other winter paraphernalia.
I noticed that the chest-high snow drifts of Monday had melted to waist high two days later, knee-high by Friday, and the weekend rain has made the snow perhaps ankle-height now. And now things have frozen again, and are likely to stay that way until the next snow storm.
I was invited out for Shabbat lunch, the first invitation out in a long while. It was good to see my friends; it felt like we'd been more in phone contact recently, and of course the baby has changed a lot, even in a few weeks. Unfortunately, we didn't see too much of him, since he went down for a nap partway through (his dad going with him...). I met some new people, all Harvard academic types, which was cool.
And the food was lovely. There were two kinds of bread, one with (whole) flax seed in it, that had a sort of pancake flavor, the result of using self-rising flour for part of it, apparently, the other a crustier nutty raisin bread. Both were good, in completely different ways. A wonderful salad, greens and endive, feta and Granny Smith apple slices, a lemony spicy dressing, and pasta with creamy mushrooms (*not* cream of mushroom soup, but hunks of cooked mushroom, mixed with some creamy something, then put on pasta). Also halves of artichokes, and asparagus. I ate far too much, couldn't eat any of the chocolate cake for dessert.
Sunday I made it to the Garment District's sale. I hadn't been sure I was going to go, but someone requested a feather boa, so I had to get that. I wasn't much in the mood for lots of trying things on (to be fair, I almost never am. Other than underwear, I think I only bought one piece of clothing last year, a blouse for the formal wedding in November. The last clothing purchase before that was jeans, a year ago December.). I noticed it was a lot easier to consider black clothing, for some reason. I know I have lots of black already, but other colors weren't so interesting. Ah, well. I ended up with a black sleeveless minidress (where/when I'll wear it is unclear...). The zipper sticks some, and the salesperson suggested putting a bit of soap on the track, to make it slide better. Anyone know if this works? Oh, and I also bought a bunch of fabric from the 'linen' section, including some fabric with vest patterns and directions for sewing already printed on them. I don't think I want the vests, actually, but the fabric was fascinating. (Perhaps I shall end up quilting something after all.)
I was late meeting Queue and Treacle_Well at the Kendall for Rivers and Tides, a movie about Andy Goldsworthy and his installation art. It's a beautiful movie, the nature shots quite lovely. I hadn't seen any of his work before, and was really impressed with what he's created. There are certain forms that repeat, in so many situations, a curve that is marked in snow on a frozen lake, grass draped in tree branches, ice around a boulder (the light shining through), a stone wall. He thinks very differently than most people, about nature, forms, patterns, shapes.
I left wanting to reread a book about a man who decides to make a stone wall on his property, teaching himself how to do so on the fly, and the lessons he learns thereby (not only about working with stone). I don't remember the title at all, though; read it some years ago now.
I also want to play with things, create something, and yet I have no natural materials lying around. Improvise...
And perhaps I will splurge and buy a book of the artist's works... yum.
I noticed that the chest-high snow drifts of Monday had melted to waist high two days later, knee-high by Friday, and the weekend rain has made the snow perhaps ankle-height now. And now things have frozen again, and are likely to stay that way until the next snow storm.
I was invited out for Shabbat lunch, the first invitation out in a long while. It was good to see my friends; it felt like we'd been more in phone contact recently, and of course the baby has changed a lot, even in a few weeks. Unfortunately, we didn't see too much of him, since he went down for a nap partway through (his dad going with him...). I met some new people, all Harvard academic types, which was cool.
And the food was lovely. There were two kinds of bread, one with (whole) flax seed in it, that had a sort of pancake flavor, the result of using self-rising flour for part of it, apparently, the other a crustier nutty raisin bread. Both were good, in completely different ways. A wonderful salad, greens and endive, feta and Granny Smith apple slices, a lemony spicy dressing, and pasta with creamy mushrooms (*not* cream of mushroom soup, but hunks of cooked mushroom, mixed with some creamy something, then put on pasta). Also halves of artichokes, and asparagus. I ate far too much, couldn't eat any of the chocolate cake for dessert.
Sunday I made it to the Garment District's sale. I hadn't been sure I was going to go, but someone requested a feather boa, so I had to get that. I wasn't much in the mood for lots of trying things on (to be fair, I almost never am. Other than underwear, I think I only bought one piece of clothing last year, a blouse for the formal wedding in November. The last clothing purchase before that was jeans, a year ago December.). I noticed it was a lot easier to consider black clothing, for some reason. I know I have lots of black already, but other colors weren't so interesting. Ah, well. I ended up with a black sleeveless minidress (where/when I'll wear it is unclear...). The zipper sticks some, and the salesperson suggested putting a bit of soap on the track, to make it slide better. Anyone know if this works? Oh, and I also bought a bunch of fabric from the 'linen' section, including some fabric with vest patterns and directions for sewing already printed on them. I don't think I want the vests, actually, but the fabric was fascinating. (Perhaps I shall end up quilting something after all.)
I was late meeting Queue and Treacle_Well at the Kendall for Rivers and Tides, a movie about Andy Goldsworthy and his installation art. It's a beautiful movie, the nature shots quite lovely. I hadn't seen any of his work before, and was really impressed with what he's created. There are certain forms that repeat, in so many situations, a curve that is marked in snow on a frozen lake, grass draped in tree branches, ice around a boulder (the light shining through), a stone wall. He thinks very differently than most people, about nature, forms, patterns, shapes.
I left wanting to reread a book about a man who decides to make a stone wall on his property, teaching himself how to do so on the fly, and the lessons he learns thereby (not only about working with stone). I don't remember the title at all, though; read it some years ago now.
I also want to play with things, create something, and yet I have no natural materials lying around. Improvise...
And perhaps I will splurge and buy a book of the artist's works... yum.