Posts Tagged ‘beauty’

Crystalline words

Posted: March 5, 2015 in Quotes
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Words are like bits of crystal, the more faceted, the more beautiful. Speech should not be boring.

               Hu Chang in What Doesn’t Kill You, by Iris Johansen

Don’t forget that words can also be like bits of crystal in their ability to cut and hurt.  We must be careful which facet we’re showing or using.

The car reeks of gasoline.

It’s the car from the service company taking us to the airport and it reeks of gasoline. Bill says it makes him nauseous. Although it’s winter, we put the windows down three or four inches. I have my nose as close to the opening as I can get without climbing on the seat. I think of the way dogs poke their noses out the window and wish I could. The driver keeps apologizing, suggest we call the company, that they’ll take more notice of a customer’s complaint. Bill calls them from the airport. He says they just said “Thanks.”

We’re motioned into the priority line—nothing has to come out of the luggage, shoes stay on My shoulder bag gets pulled aside and I follow an unsmiling agent to a table where she begins to take everything out. “Don’t touch anything once I open the bag,” she tells me. She finally finds a small pocketknife I had no idea was even in the bag. It gets tossed, leaving me feeling furtive.

The waiting area is crowded and noisy. A child screams continuously. It seems as if half the passengers pre-board, although there are mostly empty seats when our turn comes. We choose aisle seats across from one another. I get lucky—the middle seat stays free. The little dog seven rows up keeps yipping. The child, blessedly, is quiet, no doubt exhausted from her crying bout inside.

The wings are de-iced, flight attendants do their shtick as stand-up, we take off, immediately entering the bank of clouds dooming those below to entire day of gloom. We go up and up. It’s as if we’re flying through the debris in a vacuum cleaner bag, fluffy and grey. The man in the window seat half-jokes about whether he should worry that the pilot can’t see anything. We laugh.

It grows gradually lighter and finally we emerge into the sunshine that’s always on the other side of the clouds. The snow field of white fills the sky. We exchange wondering glances, smiling at the beauty.

Tea on Tuesday

Posted: April 1, 2014 in Art, Tea time
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As I write this on Monday, I’m at the library for the free internet.  Ours decided to go down sometime during the time I was riding my bike to the library (for fun and exercise) this morning.  After many futile attempts to figure out what was wrong, our internet provider, who shall remain nameless, said they could have a technician out tomorrow (or today as you read this), between 11 am and noon.  Hopefully that’s not an April Fool’s joke!

Driven by my desire to blog daily, I went back to the library, by car this time, to catch up a bit and get this post ready.  Then it’s back to the house to enjoy some disconnected time with a good book and some…tea.  

This is a teapot I’ve seen before. Since it’s in an enclosed glass cabinet, it’s difficult to get great photos, but I think its superb beauty and elegance shine through anyway.

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I promised I’d show you some more Chihuly glass and here’s the first bit, with many more to come.  Every piece looked wonderful as we walked through in the afternoon and then, as night fell and the sculpture were illuminated, we were enchanted all over again and marveled anew at each piece.  Impossible to decide which we liked better.  The lush beauty of his work stands in stark contrast to the sharp, spare beauty of the desert and its prickly plants.  But they play off one another so well, each enhancing the other.  Thankfully, there’s no need to choose.  Simply choose to enjoy.

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I was privileged to see Dale Chihuly’s work this weekend at the Desert Botanical Gardens. To put together a post using my phone that would even begin to do justice to his installation is impossible. However, I’ll give you a few photos to pique your interest in this amazing artist’s glasswork.

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It’s Friday and time for the Weekly Photo Challenge.  But we’ll be in Carefree, Arizona (isn’t that a great name?) at an outdoor art show and wine tasting when the theme is posted, so my entry will have to wait.  In the meantime (because I freely admit I’m a bit obsessive about posting right away in the morning), here are a few more photos of the beautiful red rock country of Sedona for you to enjoy.

On the left is Bell Rock.  You can also get an idea of the type of vegetation found at this altitude.

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Desert sunrise

Posted: January 14, 2014 in Nature, Photos
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I couldn’t decide which of these I liked best, so I’ll let you decide.  Sorry about the size.  I’m still trying to figure out using the photos from my iPhone.

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The polar vortex brought its artistic side into play on our outside front door on Tuesday. Its creation is reminiscent of etched glass but it won’t last as long.  For now, though, it’s beautiful.

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Sunday sunset

Posted: November 24, 2013 in Nature, Photos
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If a red sky at night is a sailor’s delight, there were many delighted sailors on this night.

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