Solstice Brothers December 21, 2013Posted by The Typist in cryptic envelopment, Dancing Bear, Fortin Street, New Orleans, NOLA, The Narrative, The Typist, Toulouse Street, Yule.
Tags: City Park, cypress, solstice
It’s been seven years since I left the land of Norman Rockwell seasons, fields of trees in their fiery finery and frost on the pumpkins. I am lucky enough to have a row of burr oaks across Fortin Street that put on a moderate display but the understated seasonal star of Louisiana is the cypress. Here where winter is mild, theirs is not the bright fireworks of more northern trees: more the burnished copper, bronze and gold of bangles on brown arms. There is one spot hidden in plain sight, not far from the Christmas twinklies that draw the crowds at the holidays, right up against the Friday night lights of Tad Gormley Stadium, a field of cypress drapped with moss that look their best when half done, the armature exposed with just enough leaves left to qualify as nature’s contribution to the seasonal decorations, their grey beards suggesting some wild creatures of the forest learned in the seasons.Today’s windstorm will, I suspect, strip them bare, a reminder to those with eyes to see them it’s the tipping of the year.
Cryptic Envelopment December 21, 2012Posted by The Typist in cryptic envelopment, Dancing Bear, New Orleans, The Typist, Toulouse Street.
Tags: Jerry Garcia, New Yea, solstice, The wheel.
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The faster we go, the rounder we get.
Happy New Year.
Happy. Peace. Merry. Joy December 24, 2007Posted by The Typist in Christmas, cryptic envelopment, Dancing Bear, New Orleans Saints, NOLA, Odds&Sods, Toulouse Street.
Tags: Christmas, dance, Grateful Dead, happy, Jerry Garcia, joy, merry, music, peace, solstice, The wheel., Yule
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On reconsideration, this deserves it’s own post.
As the wheel turns away from the dark, let us all follow and second line into the light.