Its been a funny weekend. First no sickly Valentines Day post from me because I profess to hate the stupid commercial holiday. Of course if anyone actually gave me flowers, Iwould probably melt into a puddle at their feet. I should note that my kids gave me helium balloons – which they proceeded to play with.
Today brought 3 cancellations and/or aborted attempts at cultural outings. I was meant to meet some local literary people but family commitments vetoed that. Maybe next time? Honestly people are going to stop asking me to stuff and I have had so many generous invitations since I’ve been here. I was trying to get to an opening on Friday too but 5:30pm on a Friday is tricky – might as well have been in Antarctica *sigh*.
Next was an outing to the Botanic Gardens. We did get there and I could hear the music but after lunch in the herb garden (and some over exposed photos resembling Kal Maugham paintings) we headed home due to a misbehaving child.
My final plan was a quick look at Cargill’s Castle on the way to Tunnel Beach but I was driving and trying to navigate and missed it. When we got to the walkway itself the kids were asleep so we did go home.
OK – not much art in my frustrating weekend except for buying a copy of Landfall 216 at the University Bookstore (I need to go back there when I have more time and my family isn’t waiting in the car fuming at me). I am behind the times as usual (the local library not having a lending copy) but it is an excellent edition. I annoyed my family even more by reading it at the dinner table tonight.
And finally – to the art – which made the whole day worthwhile.
(taken at a tricky angle from quite a distance)