Spring in Cambridge

Violet and I arrived in Boston on April 23 to find trees just beginning to turn green. The next morning my friend Cleta Booth, Rice ’65, recited Robert Frost’s poem, Nothing Gold Can Stay, when we saw one at Cambridge Public Library,

Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

Cleta and I  had had lunch at the Harvard Art Museum, where we saw this fascinating exhibit on Edvard Munch. A 1911 work by Franz Marc, Grazing Horses IV, reminded me of a similar print by Marc that hung in my Phillips Elementary School hallway, igniting my interest in understanding art. A helpful art teacher simply instructed us to look for lines of color. Aha!

Lilli returned on a red-eye early the next morning and I enjoyed walking around her neighborhood photographing the bright colors in this album. My favorites:

My niece Patti and grand-niece Vivian drove up from Providence RI that afternoon to join us for dinner at a nearby restaurant. Vivian is graduating from the Lincoln School in June and has decided to attend American University in Washington DC in the fall. I told her of the music classes I took there from 1976-79. She’ll love AU!

Early Saturday morning I departed for Washington to stay with my friend Elizabeth, who lives not far from AU, and to meet with Carolyn and Alyce. The four of us have been friends since we entered Rice in 1962.