photo of the day: my girl

29 11 2008

She hates having her picture taken, but occasionally she will indulge me.  We did a whole series of black and white shots yesterday (she was very, very indulgent), but this is one of my favourites.  I think she looks very thoughtful here, and as if caught unaware by the camera.

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photo of the day: empty chairs

27 11 2008





link: chalk shadows

27 11 2008

This is really cool!





the agatha christie podcasts

27 11 2008

I haven’t been doing too much reading this week.  The Alchemist was a bit disappointing and I’m not sure what I feel like turning to next.  I’ve started reading a few pages each night of David Sedaris’ Holidays On Ice, but even that hasn’t grabbed my attention as I was expecting.

I have, however, been doing some listening.  I’ve been listening to the Agatha Christie podcasts for some time on and off, but recently I’ve been walking every morning and listening to an episode each time.  I love the podcasts.  Even though I’ve read or seen movies of some of the stories, I still enjoy listening to them and I find that the characters and the tone they establish fit perfectly with my image of Christie’s work.

I also recently saw the new version of Appointment with Death.  I’ve been waiting for some time to see the new Poirots they’ve been making.  I always looked forward to seeing them on A&E when they were showing all the Poirots, but they seem to have dropped them and I have to try and catch them elsewhere.  I saw this new one just by chance.  There seemed to have been some major changes to the end from what I can remember, but I might have to read it again just to double check.  Maybe that’s what I should turn to next Appointment with Death. Or maybe Hercule Poirot’s Christmas (since it’s getting to be that season).





photo of the day: winter berries

27 11 2008





photo of the day: snowy berries

26 11 2008

Another picture from my snowy walk on Sunday.  I just love the colours of this one.





review: the alchemist

25 11 2008

I read The Alchemist for a book club I’m doing at school.  I feel a bit iffy about it.  I think that I do appreciate the message behind it, but the messages were too overt for my taste and the story seemed secondary to the message.

There was passage I particularly liked though:

“My Heart Is Afraid that it will have to suffer,” the boy told the alchemist one night as they looked up at the moonless sky.”Tell your heart that the fear of suffering is worse than the suffering itself. And that no heart has ever suffered when it goes in search of its dreams.”

This passage really spoke to me, particularly because it is something that I try and remind myself of daily.  I’m a bit of a worrier, a habit I’ve tried to break, and some days I’m more successful than others.  This was such a beautiful way of expressing it and it was certainly the one part of the book that really stood out for me