Sunday, September 2, 2012

Monday morning musing

"There lives the dearest freshness deep down things;
And though the last lights off the black West went
Oh, morning, at the brown brink eastward, springs--
Because the Holy Ghost over the bent
World broods with warm breast and with ah! bright wings."

~Gerald Manley Hopkins


Chambered Nautilus
1956
~Andrew Wyeth


Oh, happiness - I was able to meet another blogger in person, the lovely Linda from Under the Gables. If you've never visited her blog, do. She writes about the ways of women and their work. It's wonderful. (Wow - can we say alliteration?) Anyway, it is wonderful. I am always enriched by reading her posts, and I like to tease her by telling her that excursions to her blog are expensive - I want to buy every book and rent every movie that she reviews and recommends. Linda and I spent the afternoon together at the Brandywine River Museum. We had excellent conversations about life, art, and everything. And I'm pleased to count her as a friend.


We took photos of each other in one of my favorite shady spots outside the museum. I'm calling the portraits "Belles Femmes parmi les Fougères" or in the common parlance, "Beautiful women among the Ferns". Heh, heh

Que pensez-vous, Linda?


Today I woke up to one of my favorite kinds of mornings. The house was quiet except for the sound of rain through the open windows. I wish you could hear it.

The rooms were filled with a soft gray light that makes other colors glow.

I wandered around the house with my I-think-it-may-be-dying digital camera

The pictures are dark and fuzzy, but I don't care

Looking at each little space filled me with peace

and gratitude

for holy stillness,

for making new friends, and for that which broods over the world.











15 comments:

Ron and Theresa said...

Love the pictures and a little fuzziness adds to the mystique and artfulness.

Hana - Marmota said...

Sounds like Hopkins. Is Hopkins... Should read more Hopkins.

Anyway - beautiful photos! In most of them, the fuzziness only adds to the charm. And oh, isn't that sort of light wonderful? When other things glow?

Jodi said...

Ron and Theresa, thank you!

Jodi said...

Hana - it's so good to hear from you again! And yes, it is sort of wonderful.

Sara said...

This is a beautiful post, Jodi. You captured the quiet and the wonder, and I do wish I could have heard the rain! It almost came through with your photos...

Linda said...

Such a lovely post, I am overwhelmed at being a part of it. So sorry there are all these shadows on your sweet face! Thanks so much for an afternoon I am treasuring. God bless you and yours.

Southern Gal said...

The calming sound of rain on a gray morning, so peaceful. Love it. You took great pictures with that dying camera.

Kim said...

I adore those type of mornings, just wandering around the house taking pleasure in " beeing " it's the little things isn't it......

I could move right into Wyeth's
The Hatton House.....

Kristi in the Western Reserve said...

Hopkins is one of my favorite poets.

Aren't blogging friends wonderful, and internet discussion friends. It is possible to find such kindred spirits.

Leslie said...

That sounds like my kind of day. Love the colours here... and that starry mobile :)

Glad you had a peaceful kind of morning. They are a gift.

Pam said...

The pictures are lovely, and what a nice morning. Thank you for sharing it.

Janie Fox said...

I loved the pictures. Those green bottles are almost worth street fighting you for. Meeting a blog friend is wonderful. Still amazes me how we find the kindred spirit thru this interwebby thing.

Jodi said...

Janie, Did you say street fight? Bring it babe, I'm your huckleberry.

Rachel said...

I love opening the windows when it rains and listening! Glad you are having a peaceful week filled with gratitude and holy silence!

Anonymous said...

Thanks for the loveliness, Jodi!
Joan

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