Month: September 2022
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I was with Gudrid and Agnar yesterday . . .
It was Read a Book Day on the 6th September, recognised internationally as a day in which we should all curl up with a good book. I was delighted to have timed my completion of The Sea Road for this significant date in the calendar. I’m reading through Margaret Elphinstone’s bookshelf in a chronological order…
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Tranquility
Twice we heard a splash in the still water; whether a rising fish or a diving frog we couldn’t say. We’d walked through the wood and onward, specifically to find this little loch. Fortunately, though we’d had ample directions earlier, we met, twice, a kind friend who pointed out the correct path. When we arrived…
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MOC joy . . .
I think it must take a certain amount of familiarity with the various LEGO components, and a lot of attention to the detailed construction guides in some serious sets, and possibly some attentive curation of components, before anyone is ready to embark on a project of their own design. I always found much of the…
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A little hopping joy
We used to see so many frogs hopping around the place, when I was growing up. Indeed, drying stream beds and helpless, wriggling tadpoles were a feature of note. How many survived into adulthood and how many dessicated we children never knew, or cared, for that matter. There were always plenty of croakers about. As…
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Ambivalent joy of a groaning bookshelf
They’re not sorted yet, but three and a half boxes later, the new bookshelf is reaching a groaning capacity now, and there’s still another four or five long shelves in the big house. To say nothing of the boxes I’ve hidden in the loft! It’s hard to downsize the accumulated reading of a lifetime. On…
Roads to Joy 