C.H. Booth Library will host a special fundraiser for The Leukemia & Lymphoma Society this weekend. On Saturday, July 20, from 3 to 7 pm, the lower community room at the library will be home to a vendor fair. Representatives from a number of companies will be on hand to sell items, as well as offer raffles and auctions. The event is hosted by an LLS Light The Night team, and will benefit the voluntary health agency dedicated to fighting, preventing and curing blood cancers.
Hoping to generate “some buzz” with a little paint, signs, and marketing, Trails Committee Chairman Scott Coleman proposed two bicycle routes for Newtown.
With Treadwell and Dickinson Parks as starting points, he suggested two- and four-mile routes through neighborhoods surrounding the parks.
He approached members of the Parks and Recreation Commission Tuesday evening, handing them maps of his proposed routes. Cyclists can leave Dickinson Park, take Point O’ Rocks Road to Deep Brook Road to Elm Street, and up brief side streets and back to Elm, and finishing at the park’s main entrance.
Since January, when the Tucson, Arizona-based Ben’s Bells kindness program first came to Newtown, the ceramic bead and bell creations have brought joy to many who have discovered the randomly distributed works of art. Workshops have taken place at various locations in the town since then, allowing residents to become part of the creation process, making beads, glazing, stringing, and hanging Ben’s Bells. The Ben’s Bells workshops have been so popular, said volunteer organizer Jennifer Avari, that the 100-person sessions, quickly filled up every time.
Life is ascendant under the sun, endlessly cycling in little eddies cast in the wake of successively larger cycling seasons, planets, stars, and galaxies. Each cycle has its own frequency, its own back and forth, hither and yon, its own signature in the guest book of eternity.
Einstein supposedly said “Everything in life is vibration,” which makes sense when you think about the pulsing physics of subatomic particles. If everything in life is vibration, then everything has a frequency, like the tone produced by a guitar string or piano wire. Summer days are strung tight across the long heated expanse between dawn and dusk, relaxing only slightly through the night.
You can hear it in the cicada’s song, in the caustic caw of the crow, in the whine of tire treads incessant on the interstate. And in the afternoon heat on our back terrace, you can hear it humming in the honeysuckle.