I was reading Olive the other day, and stumbled across her post on artist Su Blackwell. She said that I would fall madly, deeply, truly in love with these book sculptures. And oh how I did!
Speaking of old books, did I ever tell you what Zach got me for our wedding anniversary? It was a first edition copy of an E.E. Cummings' book with the poem we had read at our wedding in it. Isn't that a wonderful gift? Here's the poem, which I love love love (the first four words are also inscribed on my wedding band):
i thank You God for most this amazing day:for the leaping greenly spirits of trees and a blue true dream of sky;and for everything which is natural which is infinite which is yes (i who have died am alive again today, and this is the sun's birthday;this is the birth day of life and love and wings:and of the gay great happening illimitably earth) how should tasting touching hearing seeing breathing any--lifted from the no of all nothing--human merely being doubt unimaginable You? (now the ears of my ears awake and now the eyes of my eyes are opened)
Someday when I finally renovate the backyard I want the first stanza painted on the gate to the garden. Wouldn't that be a wonderful way to be greeted?