I spoke to my students a bit about trade today.
It is amazing sometimes how much we can take trade for granted. When my grandmother was a little girl, she got oranges once a year at Christmas. Of course, I live in the land of oranges. Still, I could get oranges anytime that I wanted them in Michigan. Similarly, I could get honey crisp apples as far south as Missouri.
Monday, June 23, 2008
Fresh Breeze
It was hot this week in the semi-desert. In some ways, this made the evenings wonderful. As I lay in bed with my ceiling fan on, cool breezes would come in my windown giving me relief.
Maybe tonight I will lay outside in the deck chair and watch the wind rustle the leaves in the tall trees.
(Follow-up) No wind in the trees, but they are still beautiful. There is one tall tree with line green leaves that seem to shimmer when the breeze blows across them. It makes me want to put up an Aeolian harp.
Maybe tonight I will lay outside in the deck chair and watch the wind rustle the leaves in the tall trees.
(Follow-up) No wind in the trees, but they are still beautiful. There is one tall tree with line green leaves that seem to shimmer when the breeze blows across them. It makes me want to put up an Aeolian harp.
Simple Foods
Have you ever thought about simple foods?
There were things that I could not eat this week, for reasons I will not go into. But I was reduced to a diet of cold tofu, iced tea, juice, and fresh fruit.
The truth is, I love a complicated meal. Indian food with a melange of spices that I could not identify is fun. A rich pizza is satifying. I like rich deserts -- especially chocolate.
Still, there is nothing quite like the tang of a glass of chilled grapefruit juice. Or think about sitting out in the breeze in a cool day with a slice of bread and a slice of cheese. In the end, these things are the best. In part, it is because we eat them in times when we are hungry, and also when nobody has been running around trying to get things ready. Still, there is something about the directness of simple things that no amount of elaborate preparation can reproduce.
There were things that I could not eat this week, for reasons I will not go into. But I was reduced to a diet of cold tofu, iced tea, juice, and fresh fruit.
The truth is, I love a complicated meal. Indian food with a melange of spices that I could not identify is fun. A rich pizza is satifying. I like rich deserts -- especially chocolate.
Still, there is nothing quite like the tang of a glass of chilled grapefruit juice. Or think about sitting out in the breeze in a cool day with a slice of bread and a slice of cheese. In the end, these things are the best. In part, it is because we eat them in times when we are hungry, and also when nobody has been running around trying to get things ready. Still, there is something about the directness of simple things that no amount of elaborate preparation can reproduce.
Hope
I have been thinking lately about several things that I like to read.
The Chronicles of Narnia
The Silmarillion
Three Comic Strips: Mutts, Frazz, and Heart of the City
Dante's Paradisio
The Napoleon of Notting Hill
Any time I'm feeling down, I almost instinctively turn to one of these sources for reassurance.
It raises the question, why can these works of fiction provide hope more than any other writing that I have come across?
The Chronicles of Narnia
The Silmarillion
Three Comic Strips: Mutts, Frazz, and Heart of the City
Dante's Paradisio
The Napoleon of Notting Hill
Any time I'm feeling down, I almost instinctively turn to one of these sources for reassurance.
It raises the question, why can these works of fiction provide hope more than any other writing that I have come across?
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)