In our world today ‘contagion’ is on every mind. As we take steps to slow the spread, to flatten the curve, as they say, we can also create an atmosphere of positive contagion. Walking in my new neighborhood yesterday, as the sun shone briefly in the late afternoon following rain, I was surprised by a new feeling of community. Children out on their bikes with parents jogging alongside, couples walking dogs, and babies in strollers, lone walkers and runners. As I passed, a smile, a nod, a word of greeting – a sense that we are in this together. We’ve always been in this life together, whether acknowledged or not; now we have a common thread running through the fabric of our lives.
My job involves bringing beauty and order into the lives of others. I like it to be a collaboration – my clients ideas and sensibilities, filtered through my eye, executed to our mutual satisfaction. So many different ways exist to share beauty….a picture, a story, a thought, a word of endearment or encouragement….the list really is endless. In the digital age in which we live, we can be contagious in a positive way, without risking the negative.
Logging in this morning, I see that I have not posted on this blog since 2017. Many events conspired to rob me of the joy I once had. In 2020, in the mist of pandemic, I’m taking a fresh look at life through a very different lens and finding it more beautiful than ever.
As they say, beauty is in the eye of the beholder. Several weeks ago my five year old granddaughter took what we had accumulated from a bit of garden clean-up and fashioned a still-life on the flagstone….beauty in my eyes and hers….possibly in yours as well.
I hope to continue to share that which is beautiful in my world, to reconnect with past loyal followers and make new friends. Please respond; let me know what your world looks like today – spread the beauty! Be well!
Blocks from Terroni to our destination venue filled with amazing sights:
the Broad Art Museum
Mural at MOCA – Museum of Contemporary Art
Walt Disney Concert Hall
Ramon C Cortines School of Visual and Performing Arts
grounded by the 101 freeway in the foreground – 21st Century reality!!!
Los Angeles is rarely my destination of choice…however….a friend, a concert and the promise of an Italian meal tipped the scales.
housed in a former bank building, the juxtaposition of grand architecture and contemporary decor…arresting
open kitchen, pantry, and liquor cabinet…all fascinating.
Intrigued by the design elements, I neglected to get a picture of the best lemon pasta ever!!!!
Admittedly less attentive than in past years, we have fretted about the barn owls. The usual chirping sounds as they fly have been absent; a silhouette atop the owl box missing in the twilight of the evening.
Listening for them, we have heard, in the distance, the hooting of the Great Horned Owl also native to these parts, a natural predator of our owls.
Have the barn owls moved on to a safer domain, leaving our box uninhabited for this season???
Working this past week to clear the wedding path behind the hedge, I imagined (heard?) ever so slight noises coming from the box.
Dedicating my labors to making their surroundings as enticing as possible, I vowed to sit outside that evening from the first hint of dusk until I could no longer see the box in the dark…watching…listening…
and…they came in the twilight!!!…one swooping in silently over the yard, wings at full spread, the other from over the field. BUT, flying directly into the box – no silent contemplation on the roof as in years past…AND they are quiet, no chirping to announce their arrival. Are these simply a different pair with their own behavior pattern, OR could the hoot owls be causing them to keep a lower profile this year??? I wish we could communicate – I would ask.
Actually, I choose to think that we do communicate in a fashion: the next morning a ‘thank you’ left under the box…perhaps in appreciation of my efforts with the landscape!
*Great Horned Owl: photo of reproduction of The Original Water-Color Paintings by John James Audubon for The Birds of America
Farrow & Ball paints not only offer amazing color choices…the names are highly entertaining!!!
Pictured: Down Pipe – Sugar Bag Light – Arsenic – Hound Lemon – Mouse’s Back – Dead Salmon – Smoked Trout – Savage Ground – Clunch
Also: Mole’s Breath – Churlish Green – Elephant’s Breath
Love the English wit!!!
‘Right in my own back yard’…a cliche, yes… but so true!
a day trip with a dear friend, mere miles from home
Thomas Aquinas College
on the grounds: Our Lady of the Most Holy Trinity Chapel
a quiet, prayerful moment spent here…
Ojai Road, Santa Paula, California
Drought-driven…learning to embrace alternative beauty
at Santa Barbara Stone