A Luminous Halo

"Life is not a series of gig lamps symmetrically arranged; life is a luminous halo, a semi-transparent envelope surrounding us from the beginning of consciousness to the end." --Virginia Woolf

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Location: Springfield, Massachusetts, United States

Smith ’69, Purdue ’75. Anarchist; agnostic. Writer. Steward of the Pascal Emory house, an 1871 Second-Empire Victorian; of Sylvie, a 1974 Mercedes-Benz 450SL; and of Taz, a purebred Cockador who sets the standard for her breed. Happy enough for the present in Massachusetts, but always looking East.

Saturday, May 06, 2006

Cherry Blossom Festival

Every year when the cherry trees are in bloom, we have a little party in the park in front of the church. Bob McCarroll, who's the dean emeritus of just about everything in this neighborhood, picks a day and sends word around. Stemware and wine magically appear under the trees, people wander by with hors d'oeuvre, and we have a little cocktail party al fresco...one of the nice things about living in an actual neighborhood. Especially one in which the houses are close enough together that a bunch of people can actually assemble by just falling out of their houses and walking a few paces.

This year, Bob provided champagne punch. I brought a baba gannoujh, which was a hit...not only because it was delicious, but because it was garnished with fresh pomegranate seeds, which every good cook knows are un-gettable in May. I'm not revealing my sources!



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