Just a few warnings for a quick post tonight. Yes, it has nothing to do with Mother’s Day, but as usual this semester, I’m juggling a lot of things and I think I’ve dropped all my balls at least once!
This crossroads that the Knight watches over.
One side of the spiral leads down into the mystery of darkness.
One side of the spiral leads up into the mystery of light.
It reminds me of the Knight guarding the window at the end of the Prasch corridor at Lincoln Southeast High School, ensuring that people see the light, but cannot directly walk into it.
But is it necessarily true that light is good and darkness is bad?
I don’t think so.
Though I have almost always gone down the path of light, some darkness has come into my path at times.
All of us face darkness at every step. Life has no certainty.
I descended down the stairs of darkness in 2009, uprooting from Lincoln to start grad school at Northwestern. This path led to the light, in many ways, that I might not have found had I not gone there. Additionally, it proved that I have the capability of successfully uprooting and finding light at some point.
Perhaps on the downward spiral, the window shades are just drawn.
Or, perhaps on the upward spiral, the outer light is really artificial.
Choosing light all the time is a greedy algorithm.
Sometimes, thou must descendeth to the darkness in order to find true light… as the immediate ascension by light might lead to inkier darkness not much longer thereafter…
Props to Sue Vincent for this thought-provoking picture!
Today is the fifth day of the seventh round of M.A.P.L.E.
היום חמישה ושלושים יום– שהם חמישה שבועות לעומר
Madison: 27 days
Alaska: 56 days
Eau Claire: 88 days
The title of this post: What happened to my hair!
Indeed, today was ל”ג בעומר (Lag Ba’Omer), and so the beard that I had been growing since פסח (Passover) got to vanish. I also got a haircut, so might as well do my Before-And-After photos as is somewhat customary…
Today is the third day of the seventh round of M.A.P.L.E.
היום שלושה ושלושים יום–שהם ארבעה שבועות וארבעה ימים לעומר.
Madison: 29 days
Alaska: 58 days
Eau Claire: 90 days
As is traditional for this day, I made a couple of French silk pies. Here they are, with the captions to decipher the mathematical equations or expressions which are both equal to pi…But this year, I participated as a willing “victim” in the fundraiser “Pie A Professor!”
פסח: ט”ז יום (Passover: 16 days)
Eau Claire: 23 days
Madison: 79 days
The day ends.
It has gotten brighter.
As spring approaches, dusk delays.
At some point, eighteen hundred hours.
That appointed hour will become merely dusky.
Throwback horizons choose to insert themselves on here.
Hopefully it does not interfere with Sue’s photo challenge!
This photo, from precisely two years ago, precariously/safely prepared.
But today, further east than that photo, eighteen hundred brought dusk.
Merely thirteen days remain until eighteen hundred hours are certainly light here.
Granted, fortnight minus one could harbour all complaints about that infernal lost hour!
You probably notice the structure of this post—but short words make staircases preposterous!
Fifteen risers high, advancing time, and awkward sentences built during times of multipurpose transition—GO!
Lincoln: 6 days
פסח: ל”ב יום (Passover: 32 days)
Eau Claire: 39 days