Ensconced in the attic for yet another rainy weekend, we focused on white florals in the form of a small vase of dogwood and peony blooms. Frederic Malle’s ‘Carnal Flower’ provided olfactory enchantment, and the monochromatic white palette of our attic room made for a bright escape from the literal and proverbial darkness of the rest of the world.
Escapism may be the survival mode of this summer, as our elected leaders seem intent on throwing all of us to the wolves, as the ultra rich pull their strings and get richer, and no one in the Republican Party has the fortitude to speak truth and suffering to power. Alas, this won’t be turning into a political blog anytime soon – I’m spent. I didn’t make the mess, and I’m not cleaning it up. There’s a big difference between selfishness and self-protection.
All I have to offer is an attempt at grace, beauty, truth, acceptance and love. One has a formidable moral blueprint at hand when those tenets are embraced.
