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the exhibit is ready to open. finished the last of the cleaning an hour ago & now all that is left is to remove the �gallery closed for exhibit installation� sign on my way out the door at 4:00pm. so glad this show is done. most of the time i enjoy installing exhibits but this one kicked my mental ass. i go into more detail about it this weekend. as for now, Passage to India is done as far as i�m concerned. great time at the reading last night. some really good work in the open reading (except of the guy with the gun pieces� that was just painful to listen to). think i did a good feature. it felt good� felt like i chose the right poems & presented them well. then again t_____ fell asleep & started to snore (softly) during my feature so who knows. (no, i was not offended. they work odd hours & i found the soft snoring kinda cute) was very glad to see so many friendly faces there last night. when lots of people i know are at a feature it forces me to try to make the poems fresh for them. i think i, did but i�m not a good judge of that. awoke this morning to� snow. big fluffy flakes of snow. soft piles of snow on leaves & wires & branches. the lulling white noise of falling snow. now, those of you who know me (or have been reading this since last winter ) know that i hate the winter & the cold & the snow & everything that comes with it. but this morning� �this morning it was beautiful outside. the gentle snow drifting down, the warm silence of the gray sky, the calm chill in the air� it was overwhelmingly beautiful. i could feel myself relaxing into the day like i haven�t in a long time. i felt at peace & one with my little slice of earth. the sun is out now & they are saying it will reach 60 degrees by sunday. that is fine, i like when it is warm out. but as for today, i do not fear winter�s approach anymore. today, i feel closer to who i truly am inside. today, i am at peace. hope you all have a good evening. more tomorrow. be well. |
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