Repe-Kittens are a Form of Change
Yoshi hoards the Oblique Strategies.
Yoshi relaxes after all that strenuous hoarding.
Thaw
I’ve been sick for over a week. Hazel has been sick for almost as long. Last weekend I was barely functional, and I continue to be really exhausted. My lungs are full of gunk and I’m essentially not getting enough oxygen to think straight. An almost surreal state of affairs.
But things are improving. Today we went to the Leach Botanical Gardens, which Hazel thought to recall as we were engaged with being impressed by how nice it was out. Hopefully we’ll have a run of that sort of thing. I could really use it.
Squashed!
Speaking of last weekend, we had a really marvelous dinner on Saturday. We stopped by a farm stand between Silverton and Portland and loaded up on all kinds of delicious stuff.
Speaking of things that are orange:
Aaltered States
This weekend was very busy, with a Valentine’s dance for S., and a trip to Mt. Angel for J & I. I took him up to the abbey.
It’s very beautiful in some expected but also some unexpected ways.
The real feature is the Aalto-designed library, a library that I feel very connected to from some past experiences.
The periodical room has such good light. The whole library is built against the side of a hill, so there are these beautiful lit spaces, but not all just from swaths of windows.
I love how well cared for everything is, but also well-used.
I snuck into one of the unused closed carrels. You know, Mt. Angel is only ten minutes from Silverton. I’m tempted to develop a project that merits requesting one of these. From what I could tell, there were a few available. Also many open carrels that could be reserved. How nostalgic that makes me feel.
There’s also a fairly sound proof listening room on the lowest level (well, above the basement). J and I had the place to ourselves, and we listened to some Schubert. Then we danced a little to Billie Holiday. It was very romantic.
