I took this photo while in Wales last weekend (with a little photo shop magic). Something about the dove felt so evocative to the peace I felt that day. I waited for several minutes to capture the bird in flight, but wasn't able to get the image I was looking for. Still I think this one is pretty great.
Some of you know what tomorrow is because you share this anniversary with me, others are celebrating the event for the first time, and still others are celebrating with many more years attached. Tomorrow is LaGrange College graduation day. I remember that day really well... lots of excitement, lots of tears, lots of hugs, lots of goodbyes, then lots of packing, and more tears driving away. It was a good day. You know, though I think I almost enjoyed the day before better, well, specifically the night before, the last night in my college dorm with my best friends. Amidst all the boxes we all felt so excited. It was electric. The idea that our lives would change completely the next day I guess was in the back of our minds, but I just remember the feeling of enjoying to the fullest that last night of college. It was a special time. Congratulations on those of you joining the ranks of LC alumni tomorrow! Enjoy your last night to the fullest.
Last night I dreamed I had to eat two McDonald's hamburgers. The weird part is that it felt more like a nightmare and when I'm thinking about it now the thought of eating the burgers makes me feel kinda sick. So I was wondering if its an indication that being a pescatarian is becoming more ingrained in my psyche. They say when you begin to dream in a foreign language it means you're really beginning to conquer the language. Then again McDonald's hamburgers might be frightening even if you are eating meat.
Its five to nine here in Bristol and the traces of our beautiful sunny Spring day are still visible in the sky. Its getting darker, but I can still clearly see people walking on the side walk and houses across the street. I love that we're having so much sun, but without the oppressive heat of a Georgia summer. This is exactly what I would call perfect "porch weather". It does wonders for my soul this sun. One problem: it makes it hard to think about going to sleep. And I'm so a full 8 hours girl. [smile] Anyway the whole scenario reminded me of this children's book my parents used to read to me. It was all about a young child who couldn't fall asleep in summer at her appropriate bedtime because the sun was still "awake". As a solution her parents painted a shade for her window of the night sky, with a star, sliver of a moon, and an owl (or at least that's how I remember it). I always thought it was so magical that she could just pull down the shade and it would be nighttime.
I decided to listen to some more of the cds I hadn't considered in a while. Now I'm rediscovering Big River. There is this song at the beginning of the musical about Huck Finn and all his friends making plans for their gang. When it started to play I had this picture of my sisters and I dancing around to this song when we were little. Mostly we were content in our imagineering to remain girls, but whenever we listened to "We are the boys" I'm sure we all fought over who was going to play Huck.
