March 6th, 2011


Poem for Sunday and Arboretum Rabbit Stones

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We had a quiet Saturday morning after getting older son off to robotics, then after lunch we went to the National Arboretum, which -- in addition to the daffodils, crocuses, and buds beginning to appear in the outdoor gardens, and the visitor center fountain koi which have somehow become enormous over the winter -- has an exhibit of viewing stones in the National Bonsai and Penjing Museum to celebrate the Year of the Rabbit. The weather was gorgeous, the bonsai had all been moved into the covered pavilion to protect them from the elements during the winter, and we walked around the National Capitol Columns and saw centipedes and bees in the forsythia afterward.

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Instead of taking the most direct route when picking up older son, we went the long way around so we could drive the Intercounty Connector while it's still toll-free. My mother was in Philadelphia for the day so we had my father over for pizza, then we watched Love Actually, which I've actually only seen twice before -- it's a wildly uneven film for me despite the cast, and as much as I like the Bill Nighy and Liam Neeson storylines (the latter is vastly improved by watching the deleted scenes, too), I'm only lukewarm on the Hugh Grant, Keira Knightley, and Colin Firth storylines, which are rife with cliches, and I absolutely loathe the Alan Rickman-Emma Thompson-Heike Makatsch storyline. I really do like the soundtrack and all the London scenery, though.