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I never have much to say in January.

There never is much to say in January.

This January is, o’course, the exception.

#NotMyPresident

x. Carey

p.s. Godspeed & good luck to everyone who is able to make it to the District to protest. Stay safe and kick orange ass.

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to the hillwood

i went to a museum

My school’s AP Euro class came

to the Hillwood Museum

this past Friday.

It’s a mansion

formerly owned by

Marjorie Merriweather Post,

heiress to the Post Cereal fortune,

one of D.C.’s

notable ascendancy stories.

{A euphemism for the

euphemistic

cliche, ‘rags to riches’}

What is interesting

about the

museum

is that

Merriweather Post knew

she would donate her treasures to

society,

‘giving back’

before it was

‘in’.

So she hired a curator

for her home

to help her catalog

her trove

of Imperialistic Russian

+

 French Revolutionary/Republican

gems.

The Hillwood has the largest collection of

Imperialist Russian artwork

outside of

present-day Russia:

furniture, jewels, paintings,

and, truly,

TWO FABERGE EGGS!

{Picture below}

That is merely inside the house;

the gardens are not the British garden-variety

{bad, bad pun}.

Rather,

the gardens are

SPECTACULAR,

BEAUTIFUL,

and GENERALLY

CULTURALLY-ABUNDANT

{There is a Zen garden,

with koi fish and circular stepping logs,

a Buddhist sanctuary

enclosed in a leafy alcove,

a beautifully-wrought

pet cemetery

[really,

the headstones were engraved,

ivy climbed over the plot,

very peaceful]

and boxwoods from Mount Vernon,

plus many many roses,

hydrangeas,

azaleas,

hyacinth,

viburnum,

and holly…

we spent an hour

roaming around

and were not close

to seeing

every beauteous

plant,

though a peer appropriated

a rose for our teacher.

{Conscience Mine:: Guilty,

though I did not know

until after the bus

came to journey’s end.}

Please soothe your soul,

or just scroll through,

or possibly,

become encouraged to visit,

after viewing these

photographs.

~

Marjorie Merriweather Post's Boudoir!

Marjorie Merriweather Post’s Boudoir!

The collective favorite of

the Hillwood Mansion

was the boudoir,

a labyrinth

of doorsdoorsdoors,

winding,

with Tiffany’s blue

and Midas’ gold

wallpaper,

making the meandering

highly pleasant.

 

Even the drapes cooperated!

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Capturing the entire boudoir powder room                                   through the mirror                                      (because it’s not a restroom, most definitely).

And YES, there were

FABERGE EGGS!

They resided in a genuinely looking-glass-esque,

surprisingly well-lit

Imperialistic Russian

museo-room.

Icons, Icons everywhere,

and only two Eggs!

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Bona fide Faberge Eggs!

Lots of love this wonderful

May Sunday,

especially to those

veterans who’ve

sacrificed

their

lives

for their country.

-Carey

 edited (photographs): 26 May 2017