Buddha sat on the north side of College Avenue and noted my hometown's admirable response to the four noble truths. The truth of suffering (gross winter weather) is that it comes in many forms -- ice, snow, wind, sleet, arctic temperatures. The root of suffering is desire (for warmer, sunnier days). The cessation of suffering [...]
The ice sculptures that lined College Avenue last weekend stood as perfect metaphors for the season they represented -- beautiful, pure, and so very, very fleeting. Unseasonable warmth seeped into the pieces shortly after the artists carved them. It cracked smooth panes and rendered some south facing sculptures quickly unrecognizable. I thought it was a [...]