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Our World Tuesday: Grey Towers, Milford, Pennsylvania

On Black Friday, we took a walk around Grey Towers, the estate of conservationist Gifford Pinchot, who was a forester, a conservationist, and the chief of forestry under President Theodore Roosevelt.  Grey Towers was designed by Richard Morris Hunt, the preeminent American architect of the 19th century.  The home blends beautifully with the landscape, which didn't exist when the home was built in 1886.  At the time, it was common practice to strip land of trees and plant anew.

 We really enjoyed all the nooks and alcoves and corners that blended with the landscape.  I'm grateful to Gifford Pinchot for giving the estate to the American people.

Here, the kids are sitting in the garden of "The Bait Box," the playhouse the Pinchot's built for their only child.

 It was a beautiful and quiet hour in a lovely place. I love spending time with my daughters and my nephews.  They are easy-going, so they have an easy time being interested and entertained by whatever they se…

Today's Flowers: Hydrangeas

Hydrangeas Dragoons, I tell you the white hydrangeas turn rust and go soon.
Already mid September a line of brown runs over them.
One sunset after another tracks the faces, the petals.
Waiting, they look over the fence for what way they go.
--Carl Sandburg

Honoring Veterans Day: 'Walk Unafraid' (REM)


NYC: What Is it about You?

On Saturday, we took Adella and her cousins to New York City for a day of music at Lincoln Center and good old American culture.

On the way downtown, I checked out my Google News and saw that there were shootings around the country and random acts of brutality abroad.
Idiots, Islamists, and other freaks aside, I couldn't take my eyes off the kids and the city around us.  All of this is deliberate, I thought.  We walked around a designed place.   All the glass, all the light, all the reaching--so much art and so much faith in people.  New York displays the architecture of the possible.  You can't make it up--but somebody did.
Inside the Warner Center, we ate and shopped and got a good look at that poster boy of European imperialism himself, Christoper Columbus.  And God bless him because not only did his audacity make its way into my world in the form of a day off from school in October but also because he sailed to the edge of the known world and did not fall off--and this a…