March 14th, 2015

The Red Tree

Entry #4,278

This is the first rainy day we've had in Woodstock in over a month. During that time, all our considerable precipitation has been snow. Which is now melting away. All the goddamn snow, I mean. It's cold and grey out there, 38˚F.

It's hard, today, to believe that this winter has a bottom. I think we will go on falling forever, surrounded by a field of vacant white.

No writing yesterday. Early in the afternoon, we drove up to Albany, which is about an hour north, to the New York State Museum. On the one hand, it's a marvelous place, a delight. On the other, I've rarely seen such a chaotic, disorganized museum. I suppose you might say it lacks a coherent narrative, swinging as it does from Adirondack wildlife to historical archeology to minerals to old cars to ornithology to Harlem in the 1920s to a mastodon skeleton to the original set of Sesame Street. It's a bit like the attic of the Empire State. Still, it is a great museum, despite the frustration. We spent about two and a half hours wandering through the exhibits, marveling at this and that. We took a few photos, and some of them are behind the cut (appropriately in no particular order whatsoever):

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I came home to the news that we finally have an artist for Alabaster: The Good, the Bad, and the Bird. More on that later. I don't want this to get lost in this post. But it's a relief.

On Thursday, I went back to work on "The Aubergine Alphabet" and did letters M and O.

Aunt Beast