Delicately Celebratory
July 4, 2024
I’ve been a huge fan of local artist Sara Post for decades. I have a whole bunch of her (with husband Tom) ceramics that I use and display daily. Love to look at it every time I enter the kitchen or sit at our kitchen table. Lately (for the last, I don’t know, twenty years?) she’s been painting. I love her paintings, too. The above — a few agagpanthus, which grow all over the hot valley — was her tribute to the 4th of July today. Fitting, I think. Delicately celebratory. That’s a bit how I feel.
Want to celebrate democracy. Been not in a celebratory mood… as democracy — everyone is urgently saying these days — is on the ballot.
I’m actually optimistic.
On this Independence day, I’m hopeful. Hopeful we’ll replace Joe. Hopeful Kamala will head the ticket with a strategically chosen VP. Hopeful we’ll rally behind them. Hopeful the conversation will be about the threat of the other guy to everything this country has aspired to (and largely achieved) over the last couple centuries-plus, and all that the democratic ticket can continue to deliver. Hopeful, hopeful, hopeful.
If delicately so.
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