This past weekend was one of much needed relaxation. Marshall and I rented a car and headed to the Berkshires in Massachusetts for a couple days recharging. While the cold has been gradual and late in arriving this year, it still left us with beautiful views of reds, gold, and bronzes. Having never seen the color change on the eastern coast in the fall, I was duly impressed at the standards flown by nature.
The weather couldn’t have been better this weekend. We got sunny days and cool evenings with no rain that made for pleasant touring around the countryside. It was nice to be away from the hustle and bustle of the city, but at times the molassas like lifestyles of the people in small town Massachusetts was a bit infuriating. We are becoming city folk, I believe.
During our trip we went to a great modern art gallery in North Adams, which was surprising considering how far we were from anything else of cultural significance. At the gallery was an installation that I fell in love with… a giant birdcage that was meant to be a library for the birds, containing everything they would need as tourists. The best part was that you could go inside the cage and walk around or sit amongst the birds, cute little zebra finches, meep, meep, meeping about. Those little guys certainly have a complex social system for such simple seeming animals. I could have watched all afternoon, but of course the gallery had to close sometime.
We stayed in N. Adams for the evening in order to catch a performance by a band called the Tiger Lillies, and I’ll just say that they are not a band for the faint of heart. We loved every minute of the performance… very french cabaret pornography with a little Tom Waits mixed in and something else I haven’t yet placed.
All in all, a great trip. I’m feeling refereshed and back for a week of work. Friends are on their way to visit us this week, and I have to say I’m very excited to see some familiar faces.Filed under Esoterica |