And, while we’re at it, a visit to Flannery’s Andalusia.
Terry Pratchett invites Mark Twain, G.K. Chesterton, and Neil Gaiman to dinner, theoretically, and thinks that everyone in politics should read “The Man Who Was Thursday.” G.K.C. was a celebrity back when that meant something, if Pratchett’s train story is true. Sonja West has the in-depth analysis on Thursday. Neil Gaiman also gets a mention from Alan Jacobs in “Fantasy and the Buffered Self.” Speaking of fantasy, Tolkien would probably approve of the Gospel of the Trees, and G. Ronald Murphy points us to Yggdrasil in the churches of Norway and Denmark. In other news, who knew that ministers had such a tough time on airplanes? If you’re spiritual but not religious, don’t fly with Lillian Daniel.
Peter Kalkavage discusses Dante, Mark Edmundson wonders if we should teach Plato in gym class, and Bernardo Aparicio García talks about burning your selfies. An evening at the Wadsworth Mansion afforded opportunity for conversation and reflection on the meaning of photographs, as well as contemplation of some interesting portraits. Is there a difference? When it comes to birds, Maureen Mullarkey has something to say about John James Audubon and the great blue heron. Photographs are rumored to capture the soul, but perhaps it is painting which has the power to bring deeper realities to the surface. Biology is full of ingenious alternatives to photography, the glass flowers at Harvard being one example. Abby McBride is a sketch biologist, and also films seagulls dancing.
Lev Grossman on reading C.S. Lewis.
Why do we drink wine? Maybe because we fear modernity. Dave McIntyre wonders why so many vintners come from a small liberal arts college in Annapolis. Meanwhile, Dr. M Ritchey and K. Mike Merrill talk about teaching the Platonic dialogues through sandwiches, and if you’re wondering about all those potatoes on Frederick the Great’s grave, Andrew Heaton has the answer.
A weekend trip to Portland included a visit to the International Cryptozoological Museum and its impressive collection of mysterious creatures. Just stay out of the equally mysterious kitchen, which is for staff only. Just a few blocks away at the Portland Museum of Art, Nessie and the Sasquatch were conspicuously absent from an otherwise impressive Richard Estes exhibition. Also of note: Sunday Mass at the Cathedral of the Immaculate Conception, a morning run around Mackworth Island, an expedition the Eastern Promenade in search of staghorn sumac, and of course Shakespeare in the Park, or As You Like It. The small plastic shark stuck in a tree in the Eastern Cemetery remains unexplained.