Just Like E.B. Said

I arise in the morning torn between a desire to improve the world and a desire to enjoy the world. This makes it hard to plan the day. E. B. White

Never could a quote ring more true.

It is a beautiful late summer morning with heavy dew. Big fluffs of cloud sit like loose cotton in the valley down below. I can’t see anything that is down there under that fog, but I know what’s there and it’s tugging at me. Mud, and mess and work to be done. I’ll roll up my sleeves and head down there this morning.

For now, we have guests arriving—our favorite people from Brooklyn who I wrote about in two spring Brooklyn posts here and here. The studio is also our guest house, so I need to make order so I can make the bed and cut some flowers to make it welcoming.

I share only one picture today from the flooded house of my friend’s brother. A few days ago I said that you can’t make flood pictures beautiful. This picture may dispute that. It is melancholy, to be sure, but it also hints at beauty. And I hope, hope, hope, that this family piano can dry out and ring out with music again someday.

More flood pictures here.

To learn where to donate or help, or to read more about Hurricane Irene in Vermont go here.

5 Comments (+add yours?)

  1. daddyshomedavidpetrie
    Sep 02, 2011 @ 12:12:38

    My wife is scrubbing mud from a friend’s store’s (uninsured) stock as we speak. Monday I helped a friend in town but since then I’ve needed to live my daily grind. This weekend I hope to reach my old neighborhood in South Newfane, where our old driveway’s steel bridge has collapsed into the Rock River, not that we could drive the Dover Road right now. I need to do something, even if it’s just lugging in ice to friends who will be out of power for another week or more.

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    • 129twigandvine
      Sep 03, 2011 @ 16:59:01

      Oh David—So much to do! And there will be work needed for weeks to come. Stay safe and I hope the return to Newfane isn’t too hear-twrenching for you and your family.

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  2. Elaine Schlabach
    Sep 06, 2011 @ 12:52:37

    What memories you evoked for me with your blog entry….even though it’s been years since Kenneth and I suffered through a flood, I can still remember clearly the overwhelming work, and the feeling of weariness as one simply assesses what will need to be done.

    May your days be filled with the courage to work steadily, the wisdom to know when to speak words and when to offer silence, and joy in the middle of all this.

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