Notes - Dore's "Arthur and Merlin" for Tennyson / Do you [Amorella] have issues too?

         Mid-morning. You are going to see the last Harry Potter movie at eleven-thirty at Springdale one of the few theatres still showing it. You also are going to Natorp’s to look for a crab apple for the southwest part of the lot to replace the one destroyed by two storms. You also have a quality check on works containing Arthur and Merlyn so you don’t play against the other cultural myths already out there. Plus, you have the lawn to mow. Busy day, boy. – Amorella.

         A quick glance at Wikipedia’s material sources on King Arthur is enough to bog down the Dead.

         I notice you downloaded Gustave Dore’s illustration of Arthur and Merlyn for Alfred, Lord Tennyson’s “Idylls of the King”. Good place to begin. Add and post. – Amorella.

             I made it extra large to show greater detail. One can learn a lot from an artist such as Dore. 

             I agree, particularly the tone which I think is fitting under their fictional circumstance. - Amorella. 

         Dusk, and you completed all your errands and chores as well as the lawn mowing (with Carol’s help this time). A few minutes ago you decided to send a note to your Facebook friends. As you consider your readers friends too, here it is:

         "Recently I spent part of a morning sitting on a stone bench, contemplating the Dead on "Author's Ridge" in old Sleepy Hollow Cemetery not far from Emerson's home in Concord, Mass. Visited Thoreau, Alcott, Hawthorne and Emerson that morning. Good for the old soul in this young (not quite seventy year old body) existential transcendentalist. My best to one and all! - rho ;-)"

         I did not word it well but the thought rolled out on its own. It is true, of course. I sat on the stone beach cattycornered from Louise M. Alcott. Three or four yards to her right from my perspective, lay Henry and a few yards from her left lay Hawthorne and a few yards more lay Emerson. They all loved those woods in life and chose to be buried there in death. What a wonderful bit of history brought to life in my heart. I sat in the same woods, now with carved stones amongst the trees and did my own contemplating, as I have done two other times in this life. I guess I just wanted to shout it out (which I would never do because it is impolite), so I did the next best thing, I wrote it out as if I live within a library, which I feel I do from time to time. I like the quiet. I admire the Dead for being quiet. This world is full of far too much noise to think and to consider.

         Your opinion, but my blog, boy. – Amorella.

         I contemplated the Dead, Amorella, I thought that was your territory.

         Do I detect sarcasm and anger?

         I don’t know. As my friend Alta might say to me, “You have issues.” She is very funny when she says it because it is fully honest and open.

         You do have issues. Who doesn’t?

         Do you have issues too?

         What do you think, boy? Post. – Amorella.