victoria thorne

10.9.11

what to do

No one can alter truth.

What we can and should do is to search for truth and then serve it when we have found it.

-Maximilian Kolbe

Kolbe refused to see an enemy in any man.

His goodness caused those whom one might
not expect to do so to assume a more human
stance. For this reason, I have been reading
quite a bit about him lately. What better
lesson might there be?

That- if we choose to- we can go beyond ourselves
and reach for truth.

That- when we find it- we will know what to do with it.

7.9.11

physics

When I read a book
on Einstein's physics of which
I understood nothing,
it doesn't matter:
that
will make me
understand
something else.

-picasso

6.9.11

3 ways to make yourself happy

Even better than chocolate, and lasts longer:

help out

a magnificent group of people
who are swimming to
make
a difference...

Abilities United
is in the San Francisco Bay area-
it's
a non-profit agency
that provides education, training and
support so that
people
can
live
more independently. HERE.

(the other 2 ways? earl grey & rose otto, at miette in the ferry building)

...seeing that it was a soft October night, Curled once about the house, and fell asleep.

this, purely wonderful- to hear eliot read prufrock

while working-

or not working-

glad to be of use

stockings: barbara munsel

on being light of heart: please take note of

those flowers.

glimpsed in the brilliant here,
via the wonderful there

5.9.11

3.9.11

31.8.11

that indescribable blue of autumn

I took a long walk north of the town, out into the pastures where the land was so rough that it had never been ploughed up, and the long red grass of early times still grew shaggy over the draws and hillocks. Out there I felt at home again. Overhead the sky was that indescribable blue of autumn; bright and shadowless, hard as enamel. To the south I could see the dun-shaded river bluffs that used to look so big to me, and all about stretched drying cornfields, of the pale-gold colour, I remembered so well. Russian thistles were blowing across the uplands and piling against the wire fences like barricades. Along the cattle-paths the plumes of goldenrod were already fading into sun-warmed velvet, grey with gold threads in it.

-my antonia,
willa cather

yhbhs + lama

so excellent

please go & tell me how

magnificent it all is.

grasshopper & friends

grasshopper chair & friends
from
Tod Donobedian
in
San Francisco

27.8.11

on the back of a plain white postcard

i think my reaction is that the question was
too mighty to answer offhandedly and i
don't have time to answer any other way.
-john updike to james martin

24.8.11

e.g. a stamp for this letter

never exaggerate.
never say more than
you really mean.
- c. s. lewis

"Dear Joan, Hurrah! The essay on Easter is a promising bit of work; the sentences are clear and taut and don't sprawl. You'll be able to write prose alright. As for what you are saying, I think you are exaggerating a bit at the end. Everything I need is in my soul? The Heck it is! Or if so, it must contain many virtues and a great deal of wisdom which neither I nor anyone else could ever find there. Very little of what I need is present in my soul. I mean, even things of the soul's own sort, like humility or truthfulness. And it certainly does not in any obvious sense contain a number of other things which I need at the moment: e.g. a stamp for this letter. Never exaggerate. Never say more than you really mean..." [C. S. Lewis, Letters to Children]

17.8.11

gratitude

sending thanks

joy

photos: margot hartford

15.8.11

our june bride

vivian and kevin chaves

voladores vineyard

margot hartford photography

suddenly

there were four cakes, two hedgehogs, six brothers with

two sisters who now had sisters of their own

four beautiful bridesmaids +

a best man who is a best friend

happy parents and grandparents and aunts and uncles

and cousins and cousins and more family + friends

equalling one day of great & powerful joy

a fine summer to start a life together

vivian thorne and kevin chaves
voladores vineyard
margot hartford photography

14.8.11

the beginning

vivian thorne and kevin chaves

voladores vineyard, paso robles

on the eighteenth of june, 2011

margot hartford took these photos- i'm meeting with her tomorrow, as we're

planning on working on a few projects together. in the meantime, wanted to

begin to share a bit of the marvelous wealth. these are just a few, and only

screen shots. must add that some favorites are saved for later- stay tuned.

die rose ist ohne warum; sie blühet weil sie blühet

the rose is without why; she blooms because she blooms

-angelus silesius

photo: v thorne

13.8.11

To make a Good Sort of Ginger Bread

early modern paleography

12.8.11

what i was trying to get at

What I was trying to get at
is there's something about telling a story
that's worth the effort.
-stephen elliott,
the rumpus

persist

adults
have an amazing
ability for
underestimating
the strength of a child's
emotions

-sara midda,
growing up and other vices

to connect

started

[to be cont.]

11.8.11

cupped

Let yourself curl
up . . .

You are
the universe about its pole. God's not far.

molly peacock,

good girl

image: mapplethorpe

10.8.11

sky clearing

March 27

The moon is out,
the sky is clearing at last.
The air is drier and fresher.
There is a very thin film of ice on the water buckets.
Last end of the old moon. The new moon will be
the moon of Easter.

-thomas merton,
a vow of conversation