The frost on the porch windows yesterday morning was still there
in the afternoon and later on, in the evening, when we returned from our second
night out in a row, this time to the Northwest Michigan Regional Juried
Exhibition at the Dennos Museum in Traverse City, where David scored an
honorable mention, a result that pleased us both. It was a huge field of work,
with all kinds of media represented. We saw many old friends, as well as a sea
of strangers.
Tonight will be the third night out in a row for me, and I must
spend the day getting ready for it. Preparations will not involve extensive
wardrobe considerations or experiments with hair or makeup. No, I’ll be reading
all day. Four of us (one will be absent—and greatly missed!) will be getting
together to discuss Laura Hillenbrand’s Unbroken, and I have only
reached Chapter 8 so far!
So, time to lay Dante aside and postpone further getting into
Carol Gilligan’s new book (more of that in the near future) as I return to
World War II and the life of Louis Zamperini. Not a moment to lose! I am only
on page 82! I will only take time to note that on page 40, as runners all over
America are straining to run a 4-minute mile, the author makes these
observations:
His coach predicted Louie would take that record [4.06.04] down. The only runner who could beat him, the coach said, was Seabiscuit.
It tickled me that Hillenbrand was able to get in that casual
and certainly appropriate reference to the subject of her own former
best-selling nonfiction book.
No more dilly-dallying now, however: it is time to read, read,
read! Outdoor fun in the snow must wait, too, Sarah!
