may day
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“when april steps aside for may,
like diamonds all the rain-drops glisten;
fresh violets open every day:
to some new bird each hour we listen.”
-lucy larcom
happy easter to those both near and far
hoping we can gather together again before too long
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“bunny slippers remind me of who i am. you can’t get a swelled head if you wear bunny slippers. you can’t lose your sense of perspective and start acting like a star or a rich lady if you keep on wearing bunny slippers. besides, bunny slippers give me confidence because they are so jaunty. they make a statement; they say, “nothing in the world does to me can ever get me so down that i can’t be silly and frivolous.”
-dean koontz
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image credit – Eli Halpin, Carrot Cake in Blush
In the municipal center of Newport Beach, California, sits a local oddity that is equal parts controversial, cuddly, adorable, and absurd.
The sculpture, dubbed “Bunnyhenge,” consists of 14 large white bunnies arranged in a circle, with two even larger 8-foot-tall bunnies found nearby. While these oversized stone bunnies sit stoically staring at each other with their colorful beady eyes, the town around them has become divided over their existence.
When it was first installed in 2013, the sculpture was initially very popular, especially with children (creepy as some others may find a circle of giant bunnies to be). But the public artwork also cost the city $221,000, or nearly $14,000 per bunny, which outraged many residents. One candidate for city council—who was later elected—even declared that “we need to blow up the bunnies!”
Despite the threats, the bunnies have made it nearly five years, and can still be found strangely and stoically gathered in the park by City Hall.
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“read to your bunny often and your bunny will read to you.”
-rosemary wells, american author and illustrator of childrens’ books,
including the ‘max and ruby series’
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credits: leira, atlas obscura
“It is the first mild day of March:
Each minute sweeter than before…
There is a blessing in the air,
Which seems a sense of joy to yield
To the bare trees, and mountains bare,
And grass in the green field…
We from to-day, my Friend, will date
The opening of the year.
Love, now an universal birth,
From heart to heart is stealing,
From earth to man, from man to earth:
—It is the hour of feeling.’
~William Wordsworth (1770–1850), “To My Sister”
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art credit: ‘sing me a song,’ by caitlin welz-stein