This is what greeted me behind in the back of my place this morning:
Zeus wonders where the nature trail went:
Sunday, November 08, 2009
Maybe it's just me, but I don't think God wants me to win. I mean, win what? And what if the guy in the car behind me is on the other side? Does God really waste his time picking sides? Jesus seems to suggest a different idea about winning and losing anyway... "whosoever will lose his life for my sake shall find it."
Saturday, November 07, 2009
The Upstate History Museum opened an exhibit this morning entitled "Weaving Our Survival: Upcountry Stories of WWII". The exhibit features many oral histories, and my dad is one whose interviews are featured in the exhibit's interactive narration stations. He describes growing up in the Depression, signing up for the war, liberating concentration camps, Dachau, returning home, and how the war changed the course of his life. Of course, the editors had to leave out much of his 2 hour interview, but the portions they used are wonderful. They even used a quote from his interview to highlight on the wall of the exhibit:
"It's like you'd gone to hell, you know. And you had been really."
I love going to Open Studios every year. Over a hundred local artists open up their studios -- whether they are in their homes, garages, whatever -- for the public to come in and visit. It's a great chance to meet new people, learn about art and get exposed to local artists, and enjoy the great fall weather. Last night I visited Dabney's and Kyle's studios. I love Kyle's eclectic sense of decorating, her whimsy, her artwork, and her dear personality.