Wandering Along the Path: Right Speech

Two friends and I took an older friend out for her birthday, her 90th.  We had a great lunch at a Japanese restaurant and saw the new Schrem art museum in Davis.  We all fell in love with a ceramics show by Kathy Butterfly.  So witty, so gorgeous, so goofy and absolutely female.  I loved almost every piece and we all saw the show twice.  There were other delights:  William Wiley, Arneson, Thiebaud, Joan Brown and the like.  Also a Deborah Butterfield horse, always a treat, and a great Cornell sculpture in the garden.  It was sunny and no hint of smoke, and we escaped after a stressful week and came home refreshed.  Our friend taught our children in kindergarten and first grade, and we've witnessed her creativity, her adjustment to retirement and her fierce determination in the face of aging.  She persuaded me to teach art for several years, and I was offered a great job and thoroughly enjoyed the teaching.  Her creativity rubbed off on me.  Now we meet occasionally for art shows or dance events or just old friends' get togethers.  I've known her now for over thirty years.  I hope she had fun yesterday.