Another retinal tear a couple days ago resulting in more surgical repair. I’m posting on my side, waiting for the damn thing to heal.The day before I went with Howard to the canyon, though I don’t think there’s a connection. Here’s a few to enjoy.On our peregrinations we inevitably pass this fellow, Electric Man. He burns but never burns up.
Most definitely, spring has sprung in the Yak. Regard the following greeneries:
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An evening shot from the side canyon at Umtanum.
And finally, heading home:
More to come, but now I rest.
Made a quick trip on Monday with Howard to Prosser and paused in the canyon for photos. Here’s a pan expanding upon the Hugh Paradis original, taken yesterday evening.
To see it a bit larger, click below:
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An update from Lisa. This boy’s cute as a button!
In the car seat’s maw - a skeptic?
Amidst wrack and ruin, memories.
Upcoming: Paul and pals will tour the glorious past.
The tulips too are late this year in their migration from the interior, but last night a few slept in the park where I found them this morning. I asked why they took so long. The big one answered that they too had been waiting for Roy to arrive and now meant to find him. I looked down to their stems and answered with a whisper. “He is asleep at your feet.”
And heartiest congratulations to mommy Lisa!
In the Good Shepherd Center’s wide greenscape, found that rarest of rarities, a tree half-made of clouds.
Here, for those planning an escape, is a view of and from the heavens. Mon dieu, the lights! Keen-eyed will spot the Champs-Élysées at center left.
Now climb down the stairs and look up…
The Literary Voices 2008 speaker was, as mentioned below, a resplendent Sherman Alexie. Several have asked why there are no pix of him in our collection. So I went searching. Here, somewhat blurrily emerging from Paul’s Hat is Mr. Alexie.
As the Literary Voices 2008 program describes her, in part, Papillon is “a native of Montreal, has performed as a recitalist and participated in music festivals in Canada, the United States, Russia, the British Isles, Ireland, and in most countries on the Continent. She has appeared in such venues as the Metropolitan Museum of Art in New York, the Concertgebouw in Amsterdam, the National Concert Hall in Dublin and the Villa Bertramka in Prague … In addition to concentrating on the solo repertoire, she also works extensively with singers and instrumentalists. Currently Papillon is a doctoral student of Craig Sheppard at the University of Washington, where she holds a graduate assistantship in accompanying, a doctoral research scholarship from the FQRSC, and the Dr. Alice E . Wilson Award from the Canadian Federation of University Women.”
Paul lends an ear
Although touched by Jean’s outpouring pictorial (below) on last eve’s “Literary Voices” shindig I am unable to reciprocate with snapshots of Jean mixing with the crowd of sensitives. I took only two snaps, which I blended into one panorama of the tables in the main dining hall of the UW College Club, formerly known as The Faculty Lounge. (Click the picture title below this text for an enlargement.) While the percentage of faculty members lounging in this pan is hefty we made nor heard no actual count. The point of amending this pan to Jean’s pictures is to include at least a hint of Jean’s own presence. You will find him on the horizon of persons at the far (north) end of the room standing (actually sitting) a measurable amount above all others to his left and right. (Well, I do now notice another head standing up in that line almost the equal to his. But of those two his is the one on the right and slightly hidden behind another at his table. Hard to make out, it is still distinguished.)
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This evening went to a dinner benefiting the UW Libraries (Literary Voices 2008) with Mr. Dorpat; well attended by the great and the good. Upon entry, Paul made a beeline for the live music and the splendid pianist, Françoise Papillon…
…and was soon surrounded by pals.
Pam Heath and David Jensen…
Karen Lorene, who knew Paul when they were kids in Spokane (she was a member of Paul’s dad’s Lutheran church!)…
former Weathergurl Kit Bakke (and “the mathematician”)…
and the legendary Ruth Kirk.
Dinner was jammed. Sherman Alexie addressed an adoring crowd and read from his soon-to-be-published book for young adults.
Adding more magic to the evening, we were bathed in moonlight. I took a few shots through the faculty dining hall window. The view is yet another perk of tenure, I’d venture.
This was a surprise, this weekend blast - here’s from yesterday evening, when the tulips bowed down.
Noel’s Italian plum tree also genuflected.
The last stretch driving into WW is such a gas, and a real change of location from the Tri-Cities. One sign of approach is these rolling hills, prepped for alfalfa…. barley…. hay?
