This is so cool! If you ever visit DC you might want to try a segway to get around.
Evidently, Capital Segway does complete tours or just rents them, hourly. We were at the US Botanic Garden last weekend and this group was going by as we came out. They looked like they were having so much fun. Some were better at operating them than others, but it seemed everyone managed to cross that intersection okay.
Aside from the usual flora at the Botanical, this time they had these amazing metal sculptures of culinary plants with glass enclosures for smelling the raw spicy aromas. We all loved it. Unfortunately, I was so occupied taking the pictures and keeping little hands at a safe distance, that I entirely missed any info on the artist.
I realize that my blog reads more like a travelog lately than that of someone sharing creative projects and I have to tell myself over and over - that's okay. We are a culmination of our experiences and we create, not in a vaccuum, but as a result of our interpretations of those life experiences. So, if there is no outside interest in these small glimpses of our daily life, at least I can look back and call upon the thoughts and feelings and ideas that I had at this time.
My "work" of late has been in planning two other blogs, one for an organization and one for an individual. I've been asked, and have accepted, to co-chair our annual fall auction for my childrens' school and I'll be designing the campaign for that effort. I love these projects so much mostly because of the great enthusiasm and professionalism of the chairperson (or, I guess now, co-chair) Frances Evangelista. She is a total go-getter!
I need to be organizing my house; it needs a complete purge. We have a fantastic third floor space with exposed structural timbers and 3 large skylights that I would really like to use for my desk and a nice round Herman Miller table that was my Fathers, that currently contains the contents of two large storage lockers. I look at this and wonder why we ever bothered to keep these things. But for some old books and a few nicer wedding gifts, I don't know what it all is or why we have it.
This week I sort of lost my desire to write anything for a few days by the sheer emotional gravity of a couple of things I read. One was this, and the overwhelmingly supportive response. The other, was an account of a friend, the former boyfriend of my best friend, who by a combination of drinking problems and bad choices is in a very, very sad spot indeed. My heart was heavy for him for days.
We are getting ready for a summery visit with family and friends and my thoughts are pretty fragmented right now. Hopefully with some time away I'll get a little clarity. I want to see my Mom. It's been too long.
