Dancing on the Ceiling


Tonight in chatting with a friend and colleague about our new sleeping habits, I described to her that I had been "Dancing on the ceiling."  She laughed, and we then discussed how we both had always been great sleepers and never, never had any trouble sleeping, or falling asleep.  So now she says: "I am asleep by 8 and up early, like before the sun comes up. So I have discovered a wonderful walking path by the DNR location that borders the inland waterways.  It's just beautiful and I watch the sun come up."   Made me wish I was there with her.

 So now back to my dancing on the ceiling.  No, I am not counting sheep, but visually first counting the sprayed on paint, and then shutting my eyes and going back into my memory for some of my favorite places I have visited, and enjoyed. I love taking lots of photos, and whether it's on my phone, or by camera.   I have taken photos of windows, columns, front doors and even ceilings.

Washington, DC, our nation's capital has multiple buildings with arch windows and columns, circular walls, rotundas filled with statues and yes, enchanting ceilings.  My most favorite ceiling resides at the Library of Congress, James Madison Building.  It is pictured here below.  At the recent National Book Festival, sponsored by the Library of Congress, their booth contained this ceiling. Enchanting and filled with motifs that reminded me of the stars at night.



I often visit the Library of Congress website.  Many of their exhibits are now virtual,  to include the History of Baseball to World History and Civil Rights.  So from fun to more serious, and their librarian provide a well organized story on each topic.  

So it's time to try and so go sleep, and dancing on the ceiling tonight will include a reflection on James Madison and his love of literature and our nation.











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