Winging it in...Boston!

In my world everyone is a pony, and they all eat rainbows, and poop butterflies

This morning saw a trip out to Springfield, MA. Which I have to say is not the most exciting city I have ever visited. It does however have a cute little museum area, and is the birth place and home town of Theodor Geisel, better known as Dr. Seuss. Lark Grey Dimond-Cates, who is also Dr. Seuss’ step-daughter, created the endearing bronze sculptures of Dr. Seuss and his characters for the sculpture garden. It would have been nice to go into the historical center and discover more about his life, but due to funding issues it is closed for an indeterminate amount of time. As the sculptures and gardens are free I’m not seeing this issue being resolved any time soon. (It would also be helpful if they updated their website to reflect this information- but hey ho.)

The picture today is of me, sitting in The Storyteller: A Seussian storytelling chair, backed by a 10-foot-tall book with the text of Oh, the Places You'll Go! with Gertrude McFuzz perched on top and the Grinch and his dog, Max, peeking around the side. This is one of my favorite Dr. Seuss stories- and I did buy a new copy of it today- it does just reaffirm that my life is exciting, because I make it so, I am amazing, but nothing is perfect and sometimes things don’t go quite to plan. Then you just have to dust yourself down, look around and find a new way back to your adventure. 98.75 % of the time you will succeed in whatever you set out to do, you just might take a different route to the one you planned. (Or I might just be reading WAY too much into a children’s book.)

The sculptures in the garden are intended to tell the story of the Dr. Seuss as an author and illustrator by using his words and his characters to highlight ideas and beliefs, but as Theodor Seuss Geisel was born on in Springfield in 1904 and grew up nearby Springfield imagery can be seen throughout his work in the names of streets, the drawings of buildings, the names of his characters, and numerous other references. It must be great for local children to have the inspiration of having their surrounding in such well known books and being able to see his story and his legacy spread out in front of them.

At this point I would move onto the falls in the Connecticut River that the GPS so faithfully depicted. Unfortunately it looked more like a large boulder had gotten in the way of a rather large wave rather than a “fall” and thus the interesting trip out to Springfield was over- although I can confirm that the Simpsons do not live in Springfield MA!