Sunday, April 3, 2011
Orozco paints Migration and we make a migration south ourselves
When we woke today the sun was shining and the skies were clear...what a change. Maybe the day for a migration south to find lands touched by springtime. I remember going to Hanover, NH when the boys were small just to "smell the flowers". Could this work again? We headed the car south saying goodbye to snow buried fields and the neutral colored landscape. Dartmouth, what have you to offer us on this Sunday in early April?
What? No shows up in the Hopkins Center! The Baker Library then for the Orozco Murals, 1932 to 1934, The Epic of American Civilization in the rather musty smelling resource room.
Finally found a quiet place from lunch in a back alley where the tourists and young folks about the collage didn't go...satisfying revival, then a walk by the river, the grand Connecticut which runs between NH and Vermont.
When we got back to our ice mountain, north faced land, we saw that the ice was crumbling a bit and more tiny green shoots were daring to poke above ground at the house foundation. Dare we hope that spring will thrill us soon?