Our 150ish year old post and beam bank barn was transformed into a fall/harvest/Halloween palace yesterday. Our daughter worked with 3 of her good friends to hang streamers from rafter to rafter, through the basketball hoop and around the posts. She scooted across the high chestnut beam that runs the width of this part of the barn, carefully hanging icicle lights. Other lights adorned different beams, and when they were plugged in: magic!
They finished their task and came into this old house to clean layers of barn dirt from their hands, and to prepare for the evening’s festivities. Then the rains came. No fire or s’mores this night; it was too wet to even consider finding dry wood. Music of all kinds filled the space. The warmth of a group of friends–about 15 of them, I think–having fun. Showing up in the house for food and hot cider, a few words to us “parentals,” and off they went to create their own fun.
Today is a day of barn clean up. Humidity isn’t generally kind to crepe paper streamers. It’s a quiet day in these parts; leaves gently falling, the rain alternating with sleet-like drizzle. Too tired to do much more than smile.
Robert’s Snow was founded by Grace Lin, an artist who illustrates children’s books, and her husband Robert, as a fund-raiser to benefit the Dana-Farber Cancer Institute. With their hearts and hands, artists have created snowflakes to be auctioned to raise money for cancer research. With their hearts and hands, artists have honored Robert’s life. With their hearts and hands, artists have honored the lives of those touched by cancer.
As artists, we have the opportunity to share what is in our hearts; to let that which is in our hearts flow through our hands. And to pass it on. One snowflake at a time.
Once again, it’s about connecting with folks all over the world to learn, explore and share. To ask questions and to question answers. Just like that. Being the change.