to art

Pamela, Gene and Elaine seem to know, but I do not, never before having posted to a blog. How do we place ourselves in Ruth's formats? Of course, we should map everything, or all that we can. This will be a voyage of discovery - yes, another one.
I know this gig :(verb form) to art! Take the ho hum mundane, and sparkle-ize it. Catch my glittery drift? Mine glimmering eye? - from Marthe Silano


Yes, that's probably what we're about. This, and shared musing over special things.

Why should it make you sad to leave the club

Of the self-made, where the meetings drone on

As each of the members lists his accomplishments?

Why not prefer the club of the lucky, the blessed,

Where you can muse in your garden under lilac trees

Already tall and fragrant when you moved in?

Once it seemed important that you clean the yard

By hand from a tangle of underbrush,

That you bricked the path and carved the fountain.

Let it now be more relevant to your pleasure

To muse on the box of miniature garden tools

Your father gave you fifty years back,

The ones your mother let you keep playing with

When the children next door called you to their games.

Wonder how she managed to resist her fear

You’d be a loner, where she got the faith

A friend was included among the gifts

Time was planning to send your way.

By Carl Dennis.