Yesterday, some flights resumed. Let’s see what’s going on in the sky.
I hear an important expert explain on the BBC:
– “The cloud is still hovering over Europe, businesses are losing billions, our economies are paralyzed, and the few flights that have taken place in Germany, France, and England have gone well. The danger of these volcanic clouds seems overestimated. We feel rules are proving to be too strict.”
– “Especially,” I might add, “for a global economy in slight recession.”
The rule was: “When a volcano erupts, no one is to go within 100 miles of the cloud.”
In our high-performance world, the rule becomes: “When you lose too many billions, endangering the global economy, you may pass through the cloud.”
This goes without saying, but let’s say it anyway, I’m pretty happy that others are trying the ash cloud immersion before me.
10:30 am, Liz is waiting for the minibus that will pick her up at 11:00 am. Michael arrives. We chat at my place. We say our goodbyes.
I remind Michael that the heating hasn’t been working for several days. He looks at it.
– “Yep, one of the parts is unscrewed.”
He tries to repair it. After a few unsuccessful attempts, he sends for the plumber. At 1:00 pm everything works.
I offer my suitcases to Pam; she will come to get one. We decide to have dinner together.
Continuing my exploration of the houses of the artists and patrons Taos, I leave to visit the painter Nicolai Fechin’ s house
He himself drew up the plans and built some of the woodwork: doors, windows, furniture. He assembled his paintings there and those of his painter friends.
Another beautiful house, very modern, full of light and opening on the nature.
After the dinner in town, we walk home in the dark. Pamela tells me that she would have liked to stay longer.
-“Taos is an exceptional place, still very intact. How lucky we are to be given this kind of freedom over a long stay.”
– “I love Toronto, but you can’t imagine how much I miss the United States.”
Surprised, I ask her:
– “Oh really, what do you miss so much?”
– “The African-American culture! It’s like nothing else in the world. I love it. A mixed culture is such a rich thing.”
This is true when you think of France, where painters from different countries crossed paths and influenced each other in Paris in the early 20th century, and the strong connection between African, Arab, and French music since the 1960s. Or the impact of India and its music on the Beatles, etc…
Pamela and Carolyn are leaving tomorrow.