2. Finding beauty—even in a pollen-encrusted pond.
Actually, I think I see a face in there. Do you? I hope he has some Flonase.
3. The amazing and usually taken-for-granted ability to go to a grocery store and buy food. What a privilege and joy!
4. Grandson Daniel running into one of his Savannah buddies in Manhattan last week when he was taking a prospective NYU student tour.
5. Speaking of buddies, here are our Travel Buddies.
See them?
Wait, I haven’t told you about them?! Three little stuffed animals that Robert and I have given to each other over the years. And they go with us on every one of our adventures.
Alvin the Chipmunk, because, according to Robert, I look like him.
1. Being able to say “Happy St. Patrick’s Day!” away from Savannah’s craziness today.
2. One of our local colleges, SCAD—the Savannah College of Art and Design—making the big time in Hollywood.
150!
I taught international students at SCAD as an adjunct after retiring from full time college teaching.
3. The unexpected joy when I find a little nook and cranny in Savannah’s historic district which I had never seen before.
4. Our sense of touch. It is raining where we are in Atlanta at the moment, and I’m so thankful to be able to feel the drops on my face and hands as we dash out of our car running around the city.
My daily snapshot of Robert’s and my 2023 trip to get away from Savannah’s St. Patrick’s Day parade and celebrations.
This morning, after checking out of our cabin at Red Top Mountain State Park in north Georgia, we headed to Atlanta and Emory University to see a couple of exhibits at the Michael Marcos Museum of Art. We visited it before, loved it and have wanted to return.
We never try to go through an entire museum in a single visit, instead spending a bit of time in only one or two areas that peek our interest.
I was especially fascinated by this Chicago street photographer’s black and white paired photos of Chicago’s poorer districts.
Next, Robert seemed to spend an eternity in the Egyptian afterlife exhibit. It really was fascinating. With real mummies!
And here’s HR in the current life interrupting a museum tour on the level below. See him?
I was eavesdropping on a docent-led tour below, and pretended not to know him.
Whew. The things I put up with.
The Egyptians made us hungry, so we headed to Mary Mac’s Tea Room for their southern fried chicken.
Along with sweet potato soufflé, and collard greens with pot liquor.
To burn off some of the calories and to get outside, we rushed over to the Atlanta Botanical Gardens to see the tulips and their new Trolls (!) installation.
I’ll tell you more about the Trolls in other posts.
What a fun third day on our Savannah Saint Patrick’s day escape trip!
Walking through the Fell’s Point neighborhood of Baltimore (HR’s hometown) back in 2019, Robert and I came upon a very cool mural project highlighting local legend Billie Holiday.
This morning I’m marveling at how the “little things” we encounter in daily life can sometimes bring sudden bursts of joy to us.
“Close Encounters of the Little Kind”
A couple of weeks ago Robert and I were up near Monticello, NY and took a little walk. “Look, Neal!” he excitedly pointed, with a little too much morning verve for me. At first all I saw was a tree with splotchy marks on it, but getting closer I saw it … him … Mr. Tree!
And somehow Mr. Tree brought unexpected but welcome joy to our morning walk.
What little thing have you noticed lately that brought a smile or an “aww/awe” to your life?
French Crème Donut and coffee for a beautiful quick breakfast.
In an attempt to see just how embarrassingly touristy two people from Savannah can get, Robert and I hopped on the Roosevelt Island Tram and headed over to Roosevelt Island.
Robert and I are in Manhattan for a few days. But before that, we were all cool and hip up in the Catskills seeing grandson Daniel in his drama camp closing show …
HR, me and Daniel’s folks. Post play with Daniel
Such fun!
Now we’re in Manhattan, pretending to be cosmopolitan and citified, and not provincial Savannahians. But having such trouble because I forgot to just pack all black chic clothing for both of us.
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