dual personalities

Month: March, 2017

“I can do all things through him who gives me strength.”*

by chuckofish

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“It is not work that kills men; it is worry. Work is healthy; you can hardly put more upon a man than he can bear. Worry is the rust upon the blade. It is not the revolution which destroys the machinery but the friction. Fear secretes acids; but love and trust are sweet juices.”

–Henry Ward Beecher

A toast tonight to Henry Ward Beecher, American Congregationalist clergyman, firebrand preacher, and social reformer, who died on this day 130 years ago.

Here’s an interesting story about the history of Beecher’s Brooklyn church.

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Also, I just learned that the writer Nancy Willard died last month. I met her about twenty years ago when she visited my high school alma mater and I had dinner with her and drove her around in my old 240 wagon. I thought she was a very nice person, who had a lot of interesting things to say about the writing life. We were simpatico I thought. Into paradise may the angels lead you, Nancy. At your coming may the martyrs receive you, and bring you into the holy city Jerusalem.

*Philippians 4:13

What are you reading?

by chuckofish

 

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Last weekend I re-read Barbara Pym’s The Sweet Dove Died. It is one of her later books, published in 1978 after she had re-started her career. By this time, her writing is markedly bitter and cynical–which is sad, but not hard to understand. The main characters are all rather awful.There is only one “church lady” in this book and she is a minor character, living on the fringe of things, not unlike–one suspects–Barbara herself. Still, I enjoyed the novel. Pym has a sharp eye for character.

Amazon is supposed to deliver Fred Vargas’s new mystery A Climate of Fear today. Huzzah!

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What are you reading? Any suggestions?

“Visit us with thy salvation, enter every trembling heart”*

by chuckofish

While my DP was shivering in 12-degree weather in the north country, we were enjoying spring temps in flyover-land. I went to a couple of estate sales and found a watercolor of Bruton Parish church, which, as you know, is one of my favorite Episcopal churches.

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We visited the wee babes at the hospital, but didn’t get to see the boy who was filming a lacrosse game at the time. We had quality time with daughter #3 who brought us up to date on the twins.

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Aren’t they looking good?

On Sunday I skipped church and went to see Degas, Impressionism, and the Paris Millinery Trade, a “groundbreaking exploration of Edgar Degas’ fascination with high-fashion hats and the young women who made them,” at the St. Louis Art Museum which featured “an array of period hats and 60 paintings and pastels, including key works by Degas that have never been exhibited in the United States.”

58b05edae6f4b.image.jpgI am not a huge fan of French Impressionism, so an exhibit focusing on French woman and their hats (especially hats with dead birds on them) turned out to be not that exciting to me.

Since the OM had declined to accompany me (He had “too many things to do”–whatever), I decided to check out the rest of the museum. I was pleasantly surprised to see the re-furbished second floor of the main building.

panorama.jpgThere was actually a lot to see! The European, Asian and Ancient art displayed was impressive and I recognized a lot of “old friends” which must have been in storage for years.

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Likewise, I enjoyed the “re-imagined” American Art galleries on the third floor.

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The space for American Art has been greatly expanded and, again, includes a lot of good things. I was pleasantly surprised.

I went home where I puttered around and later that evening I went to Lenten Evensong at church which was a good way to wind up the weekend.

O Lord, support us all the day long, until the shadows lengthen, and the evening comes, and the busy world is hushed, and the fever of life is over, and our work is done. Then in thy mercy, grant us a safe lodging, and a holy rest, and peace at the last.

Now it is Monday again. Have a good week! Seize the day!

*Charles Wesley

“May the wind under your wings bear you where the sun sails and the moon walks.”*

by chuckofish

A week or so ago while my DH and I were taking a brief stroll at our cottage, we heard a lot of unusual bird calls. Much to our surprise and delight, we discovered a group of about five (!) bald eagles soaring above us. When a large flock of crows tried to drive them off, aerial high-jinks ensued, and needless to say the eagles got the better of the engagement. A few days later, I came across my eagles on a local news site:

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Photo by Sue Yenoli from NorthCountryNow

Now that’s something you don’t see every day! The whole experience got me thinking about eagles as symbols, which naturally brought to mind Roman legionary standards.

Sometime in the 1st century BC, probably when Marius reshuffled the army, the legions started carrying their famous eagle standards. For Romans, the eagle was the greatest symbols of pride and identity. To lose one to the enemy was worse than death, although it happened on several famous occasions.  The first Roman Emperor, Augustus, won himself massive public approval by negotiating the return of standards taken by the Parthians at the battle of Carrhae in 53 BC. The scene appears front and center on his famous statue from Prima Porta.

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The two central figures on the breastplate show the handover clearly.

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The Romans went to great lengths to recapture lost standards. They even managed to recover the three taken by the Germans in the Teutoburg forest during the famous massacre in 9 AD. A century later, a panel from Trajan’s Column depicted soldiers carrying the standards (with added battle honors) on campaign against the Dacians in what is now Romania.

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And still later, they appear prominently in this scene from the Arch of Constantine,  though that emperor is said to have replaced the eagle with a cross after he converted to Christianity.

Scene of the emperor’s mercy (clementia). Relief on the north side. Marble. A.D. 175—196. Rome, Arch of Constantin.

Scene of the emperor’s mercy (clementia). Relief on the north side. Marble. A.D. 175—196. Rome, Arch of Constantin.

Certainly, the Roman eagle and all it stood for inspired America’s founding fathers, who (after much debate) chose the eagle to symbolize American freedom and spirit. Everything from the presidential seal to the quarter has the eagle on it.

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Benjamin Franklin preferred the turkey (oh, the memes that could have been!), but there was no denying the majesty of the bald eagle. Add to that the Roman connection and you have a mighty cool national symbol.

If you are intrigued by Roman legionary standards, I recommend that you watch “The Eagle”, starring Channing Tatum as the son of a commander who lost both his life and his legion’s eagle in the desolate ‘heart of darkness’ that was Roman Britain.

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It’s a good, old-fashioned adventure movie based on the novel by Rosemary Sutcliff.

Have a great weekend!

Incidentally, while it’s tornado season in flyover country, we’re seesawing from spring to winter. This week the temperature dropped 40 degrees in 24 hours (from 63 on Wednesday to 22 on Thursday). Today we have a high of 12 with an overnight low of -3, and by Tuesday it should be in the 50s again. Planning what to wear is a real challenge!

*J.R.R. Tolkien, The Hobbit. Given how often he used them to save the day, Tolkien clearly thought eagles made the perfect deus ex machina.

Blowin’ in the wind

by chuckofish

Well, spring may still be a way off officially, but severe weather season has arrived in flyover country.

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I can’t even imagine what it would be like to have your house knocked down and all your possessions gone in the blink of an eye.

But the people who live through this kind of event, as in Perryville the other night, always (and rightly) say that they’re glad to be alive and possessions can be replaced.

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Tornadoes are a scary reality here in our flyover state. Although we like to run outside whenever the sky turns gray and menacing and yell, “Auntie Em! Auntie Em!”, we take them very seriously.

Anyway, I thought I would recommend an appropriate movie having to do with severe weather, but there really aren’t many good ones. There’s Twister (1996) with the late Bill Paxton…

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I remember there’s a scary scene in Places in the Heart (1984)…

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…and who can forget the tornado in Where the Heart Is (2000)?

Well, it was just an idea. It  might be best to veer over to hurricane movies and settle in with Key Largo (1948)–a truly great Bogey and Bacall outing directed by John Huston.

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Here’s to blue skies and a tornado-free weekend.

(The first three photos are from KMOV.com, stltoday.com, and Ksdk.com.)

Throwback Thursday

by chuckofish

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Here is a three-year old DP and her squalling 4-month old little DP circa  Easter 1959. You can tell it’s Easter by the the Steiff bunnies and  eggs on the table.

Old snapshots are great because of all the familiar stuff you see in the background–in this case, of our small two-bedroom apartment–the old books, the pipes on the pipe rack, the bookends, the table, the framed Edouard Detaille etchings.

Qu’est-ce que tu sais?

This and that

by chuckofish

Today’s gospel reading is on point for Ash Wednesday:

Jesus said, “Beware of practicing your piety before others in order to be seen by them; for then you have no reward from your Father in heaven.

“So whenever you give alms, do not sound a trumpet before you, as the hypocrites do in the synagogues and in the streets, so that they may be praised by others. Truly I tell you, they have received their reward. But when you give alms, do not let your left hand know what your right hand is doing, so that your alms may be done in secret; and your Father who sees in secret will reward you.

“And whenever you pray, do not be like the hypocrites; for they love to stand and pray in the synagogues and at the street corners, so that they may be seen by others. Truly I tell you, they have received their reward. But whenever you pray, go into your room and shut the door and pray to your Father who is in secret; and your Father who sees in secret will reward you.

“And whenever you fast, do not look dismal, like the hypocrites, for they disfigure their faces so as to show others that they are fasting. Truly I tell you, they have received their reward. But when you fast, put oil on your head and wash your face, so that your fasting may be seen not by others but by your Father who is in secret; and your Father who sees in secret will reward you.

“Do not store up for yourselves treasures on earth, where moth and rust consume and where thieves break in and steal; but store up for yourselves treasures in heaven, where neither moth nor rust consumes and where thieves do not break in and steal. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.”

(Matthew 6:1-6,16-21)

While I was desisting from practicing my piety before others, this made me laugh.

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And, oh hey, here’s the boy’s latest Ultimate Lacrosse video on Youtube:

Enjoy your Wednesday–the week’s half over, but Lent is just  beginning.

Almighty God, you have created us out of the dust of the earth: Grant that these ashes may be to us a sign of our mortality and penitence, that we may remember that it is only by your gracious gift that we are given everlasting life; through Jesus Christ our Savior. Amen.

Remember that you are dust, and to dust you shall return.