Monday, April 13, 2026

Monday Mood: Random Beauty and Sadness

A week ago I went into DC to wander the National Gallery of Art for a couple of hours. It was a great day for a walk, bright, clear, cool but not cold. A beautiful day. At each end of the main floor at the National Gallery there are salons, areas a couple of steps down, with a high ceiling, plants and at various times in history fountains. A photographer and a couple of assistants were directing this young lady as I entered the space.  I captured half a dozen or so images. Looking at them, this is far and away my favorite. Her looking down, just works. 

The encounter was entirely random, unplanned, and so so beauty filled. 

Slow down and observe, 

Look up and look around, 

Sometimes the greatest beauty appears randomly. 

Sadness: A dear neighbor died Friday morning.  I met Larry a year or so ago, he was the partner of the sweet bear that leads the Saturday morning water aerobics classes.  He was a local native, born and raised in Maryland, he had served in the military (Navy as a recall) then had a long career as an accountant for the department of defense. He has adult children in the area and was looking forward to the birth of a grandchild later this spring.  He was kind of quiet, with a strong sense of humor. He and Giuseppe were so happy together.  They had been regulars at our monthly LGBT community gatherings, hosting at their condo a coupe of times. (Movie night featuring "The Bird Cage" one evening.) I knew he had been unwell, bouncing from test to test, and specialist to specialist over the last few months.  The last I had heard he was in the hospital, trying to make arrangements to come home. His death was not a surprise, when I saw the email, I had that sinking feeling. And yet it brings great sadness.  It takes a while to move from the sadness of loss, to fondness at having known him.  

Hold your friends close, 

Give them a big hug while you can, 

Life is short, embrace and enjoy everyday you can. 

 

21 comments:

  1. Sorry that you lost Larry - a fellow traveller. As for the bride in The National Gallery, I think she is perhaps having second thoughts about her husband-to-be. What was he doing under that dress anyway?

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  2. That is sad. Hold out your arms and give his partner a big hug.

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  3. There was a wedding shoot going on at the National Gallery the last time I was there.

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    1. I think this might have been a QuinceaƱera https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Quincea%C3%B1era

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    2. Makes sense. I wondered about the dress.

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  4. Some people have accused me of talking about passed on friends and things in the past. But you know what when you keep talking about them it keeps them alive.

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    1. Larry was loved and will be missed by many.

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  5. Put your phones down and look around, make a call, check on someone.
    And I agree with Maddie, people live forever as long as someone remembers them and speaks of them.

    RIP Larry and thanks for your service.

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    1. Good advice to put the phones down and engage with people.

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  6. That's a wonderful photo you took of "random beauty." Condolences to you on the death of your friend, and of course to his partner Giuseppe who must be devastated.

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  7. I am so sorry to hear about your friend. He sounds like a wonderful person.
    Your photos is stunning. It looks like a quinceanera photo being taken and a lovely one at that.

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    1. The family was spending some money for those photos.

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  8. Wonder what the future will hold for that beautiful young woman. I wish her much happiness.
    Sorry to hear about your friend - hope that sharing happy memories of him will bring you comfort.

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    1. I was fortunate to be in the right place at the right time.

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  9. I'm so sorry about your friend. Excellent photo of the bride! At first I thought perhaps it was a quinceaƱera dress, but she seems older than 15.

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    1. Very mature if she is only 15.

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  10. The art of noticing opens one's eyes to so much beauty. My condolences on the passing of your friend. You blessed each other with your friendships.

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