Friday, February 27, 2009

Shabbat shalom

Blossoms before the last frost

That, of course, assumes we will have more frosts this year. I am playing rather good odds. I have not forgotten my first spring in Albuquerque when I waited until mid-April and planted tomatoes on Maundy Thursday. How was I to know? They were on sale everywhere in the garden centers.

On Good Friday it snowed.

My tomatoes survived, a bit traumatized. One vine made it, one never did much, and my cherry tomatoes bloomed and produced well into the fall.

I now know to wait another month. Mid-May is tomato planting season here.

But these are lovely blossoms. Having worked where I work in three successive autumns, it is nice to see the place during springtime. (Yeah, yeah, late winter, but tell that to the trees on these sunny warm days.) I took this photo during lunch hour today.

"Adult beverage" is a phrase much bandied about among my co-workers these days. It is Friday evening and I have been indulging in an adult beverage. Actually, I am mostly through my very strong second adult beverage. Rather pleasant, I must say.

[Let us note that I am safely home and the car in the garage, so no DUI behavior is involved.]

May you all have a lovely weekend.

Tomorrow I cook an Armenian meal, the way my mother and neighbor Gladys taught me, and then some friends and I will go to see Antigone performed at the Vortex.

This play by Sophocles had a profound impact on me when I was in the tenth grade. I was pondering the words and deeds of Dr. King, who led me in turn to Gandhi and Tolstoy. For very deep theological reasons I was convinced there are higher values than the state or societal norms to which we must answer. A classmate and I performed for our social studies class the scene where Antigone and Creon argue. I very much look forward to tomorrow night's performance. I have read it a few times in between but this may be the first live performance I have ever witnessed.

Shabbat shalom.

And yet you dared to overstep these laws?

Because it wasn't Zeus who pronounced these
things to me, nor did Justice, companion
of the gods below, establish such laws
for humanity. I would never think
your pronouncements had such strength that, being
mortal, they could override the unwritten,
ever-lasting prescriptions of the gods,
for those aren't something recently made, but
live forever, and no one knows when they
first appeared. I did not intend to pay
the penalty to the gods for violating
these laws in fear of some man's opinion,
for I know I will die. How could I not,
Even if you had not proclaimed it? But
if I die before my time, I say this
is an advantage. Anyone who lives
a life of sorrow as I do, how could
they not count it a blessing to die?
Therefore, there is no pain for me in meeting
this fate, whereas if I were to endure
that one born from my mother die unburied,
that would cause me pain. As it is, I feel
nothing. If, however, I seem to you
to have acted foolishly, then perhaps
I owe my foolishness to a fool.

Antigone by Sophocles
--the BB

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