Extreme examples of the ginkgo's tenacity may be seen in Hiroshima, Japan, where six trees growing between
1–2 km from the 1945 atom bomb explosion were among the few living
things in the area to survive the blast. While almost
all other plants (and animals) in the area were destroyed, the ginkgos, though
charred, survived and were soon healthy again. The trees are alive to this day.
sometimes i feel like i have the curse of a good memory. my mom tells me often that she can't recall exact details or dates... when i recount a memory from early childhood... i really think she believes i am just making it up. but... i do... i remember everything. it kinda sucks. while writing this... i have so many things that jumble up into a slurry of feelings... anyway... sometimes i think it might be better to not remember anything.
the first time i heard this record i was sitting on a porch with a friend... i was probably 17. he put this record on... telling me that i would love this song.... and i do. i very much love this song. the thing is... when i was 17... i liked it because it was romantic... and it had a cute melody... and it was fall and the wind was coming in the windows... today... i love this song... because i have been remembering my grandmother a lot lately.... the line in this song about how "sometimes i call her up... knowing she's busy... she drops what she's doing and rushes down to meet me and i'm always late" ... god... that is exactly my memory of her. she was the busiest person i know... and yet... the most available.. and one time... she cleared her schedule for me... and i was late... very late... i over-slept... i was probably 20 years old... and my grandpa called me because.... she had called him... after she had been waiting for me... for over an hour... oh... i wanted to die that day. i felt so horrible.
and now... being twice the age of 17... i have been in love. and i love this song... because i know what it is to be on both sides of the sentiment. i like aging. i love learning. today... hanging this show... i felt sorta jaded. i remember my intrepid heart the last time i was there... and this time... i was mostly rushing... and annoyed... and i thought.... jen, please see the beauty in this... and i did finally. but i had to tell myself to.
i am going on and on... without much hope for an ending... but here is one... tomorrow morning i hang my show at Palmers.... the opening party will be on the 21st.... we had to reschedule because i am tragically busy.... and tomorrow night i hang a show at moxie salon in st. paul... that's right... i will be showing in 3 places in the twin cities in the month of September... i am scared to think what might happen in October... just kidding.... it's pure coincidence.... but after tomorrow i might need to take a 2 day nap. ... as if i could...