19 March, 2012

Pip-pip, cheerio, what-what!

Busy weeks = fewer posts.  Recent highlights include sharing Greenwich and Borough Market with Allie, Kristen, and Caroline; being told that I look like Kate Middleton (While this isn't true in the slightest, I will shamelessly accept this stroking of my ego.  Cue daydreams of being a diplomat's wife/arts patron/style icon...); and raspberry-chilli ice cream from Borough Market.  Never have I ever thought of such a thing, but boy, does it work.

Tonight I went into the city for a goodbye walk, because it is suddenly, somehow, The Day Before I Leave.  With a million other faces I shot through the city veins, and I realized that soon being surrounded by Finnish and Afrikaans and Italian and Spanish and Japanese conversations will no longer be a part of daily life.  There will not be this particular diversity of faces, fashion, voices all around me.  Greenwich will not be a four-minute boat ride away. 

I am thankful for six months of so much beauty.  Today as I was trying to explain to a friend what these six months have meant to me I realized that they have allowed me to rediscover and recharge my right-brain dominance (which had been rather starved for attention in analytical Washington, DC and is currently bracing for re-entry).  Turner, Morris, architecture, music, parks, cooking...In the beauty of making, ordering, delighting in creative possibility, discovering the boundless variety of raw materials upon which to unleash our creator instinct -- There, more than anywhere else, I learn the generosity, delight, patience, humility, and love of God.  Rilke's words become my prayer of praise: In all these things toward which I feel this kinship and closeness, I always find You: basking like seed in the very smallest and giving Yourself greatly to the great.

Photo: Jessica Arnold
Tomorrow I leave the Mother Country, head to the Fatherland for a few days, and then spend a few weeks under the Tuscan (and Sicilian and Roman and Venetian) sun with this beauty before returning to the homeland.  There will be a zippy little rental car and Italian highways involved, so I trust I shall return with stories.  Also wine, and hopefully a decent sketch or two.  Cheers London, you've been brill.  And I'll be back.

1 comment:

Sarah said...

it's been so fun to read about your british adventures. i am excited to read about your italian ones next. enjoy!