Fruitstand

Only thing better than buying cheap local fruits is gorging on cheap local fruits. Stocked up on bananas for the week.

Discovery of the month: Zemlimsky's The Mermaid. Based on the Anderson fairytale, the music had a sense of tragedy underlying the narrative from the get go, as if to say: this is all pretty and magical but it's just not going to end well. Like the Anderson, I found the Zemlimsky a treatise on the folly of love. Couldn't help thinking how often people risk so much for the prospect of love: their very framework of life, existence and/or reality. When it crashes, it sure does burn. But when it pays off, ...

Then again, isn't that part of the lure and bait of love: the adventure of it all. Dangerous, insidious, treacherous! It promises companionship in its euphoric embrace but is all too often a miserable longing amplifying loneliness. I think back to a time when I fought so hard for love, not unlike the little mermaid. All at once I was rewarded and punished. But I'd do it all again. Like her I'd leave the sea, for the strength to walk on land could be the best thing to happen to me!

All that said, what does a 15 year old girl (or mermaid) know about love anyway!