Thursday, August 22, 2002

We went up to Sanborn park today to count picnic tables. There were nineteen. Also, it may be of interest to some of you that they are eight feet long and about two and a quarter feet wide. We wanted to be sure there would be enough tables to hold our wedding cake. If we push them all together, there just might be. There are also outlets for musicians to plug things into. Next, we went up to the Peterson memorial grove, which is a ring of redwoods surrounding a raised, wooden platform. There we pondered the immensity of the trees, and the immensity of getting everything done in time for our wedding at the end of October. I found a large feather on the wooden ramp leading onto the platform, and decided that it must have belonged to a peahen. This seemed reasonable, because a peahen had been seen lurking in the vicinity. Nathan, unable to resist, immediately dubbed it a "poohen." The poop jokes just never stop.
I've been doodling away trying to come up with a decent wedding invitation drawing of a pair of trees sharing a root system - independent but joined and drawing strength from a common source. I've recently become fascinated by the artist Andy Goldsworthy (after seeing the documentary, Rivers and Tides) and keep wanting to work drawings of rocky spirals or little cairns of leaves and rocks into the picture. Who knows what the finished product will look like? As usual, the more important the outcome is to me, the harder a time I have doing the work. I've got to relax and pretend there's no pressure. Pressure is the enemy. The trick is to pretend that the outcome is unimportant, and just have fun doing it. This has been a successful stategy for me in the past. We should try to apply this to the overall planning of the event as well. What will be, will be, and after it's all said and done, we'll be happily married.

Written to the tune of: In Gowan Ring "The Twin Trees"

Earlier: Buffy Sainte-Marie "Many a Mile" and "Up Where we Belong", Cowboy Junkies "Whites Off Earth Now!!" and "Rarities, B-sides, and Slow Sad Waltzes"

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