et in arcadia ego: or many roads point to gloria.

thanks to dZ for this one……

and we are especially tickled pink that he stopped the car en route to practicing with the band and stopped to take a picture. we love that kind of behaviour/behavior/kindness.

the most splendid moment in our email conversation (although we believe he was being most modern and using his “smart phone” judging from the “header” in our “string” as the young people say – or, more likely, the geeks we know and love from early email mid-90s might still write) was when we said (with a vast squeal of glee upon opening the picture)

“oh! where WERE you?”

and he said:

“i was in arcadia”

which of course made us think of Evelyn Waugh’s Brideshead Revisited as this is the title of chapter one:

et in arcadia ego

isn’t that completely delicious?

if you require any excuse at all to languish on one’s elongated chaise (as you know we will be from september 9th until the 29th on – sigh – medical leave) and watch the entire mini-series here’s your supplier:

by the way, we spotted THIS sign for gloria in hamburg in 2007 when we were speaking at a conference in our RL persona. sigh. we are/were so ridiculously well-travelled/traveled/experienced in world affairs/romantic entanglements (although in Hamburg, Germany, in case you needed clarification, the romantic entanglement we had in mind never quite got going – gosh no, not a Local Love, but a Visiting American…….so we took a train into the city itself and had a most enjoyable evening instead. Another Story indeed.)