We had about fifteen minutes of crazy all-of-a-sudden wind that freaked the cats out and scattered oak tree branches and leaf clusters all over the yard here, but the lights never flickered. Just down the road, people were without power all night. Weird how that works.
To keep cool yesterday, we went to the NC Museum of Art to see El Anatsui, When I Last Wrote To You About Africa. It was fantastic (my new word). He works in clay, wood, paint, and lately, bottle caps. Bottle caps have been hammered and shaped into flat, crushed, square shapes, then bound together with pieces of copper wire. The result is metal that drapes like cloth. He lets each museum display them the way that moves them, allowing them to contribute to the art. I highly recommend seeing it if it comes to your area.
After that we headed back to Chapel Hill for a delicious Indian meal at Mint. I had the meat platter (perfect for the Atkins devotee) and the Kachumber salad: chunks of cucumber and tomatoes, seasoned simply with cilantro and salt (the website says there is onions and a tangy sauce, but I didn't see any onions. There may have been a splash of vinegar). It was delightfully cool and refreshing.
So was the mango mojito. Heh.
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