… one of my fave…
… one of my fave…
Let’s go with an old one today… Life by Charlotte Bronte LIFE, believe, is not a dreamSo dark as sages say;Oft a little morning rainForetells a pleasant day. Sometimes there are clouds of gloom,But these are transient all;If the shower will make the roses bloom,O why lament its fall ? Rapidly, merrily,Life’s sunny hours flit by,Gratefully, …
Unrelated photo. Good song.
by Michael Morpurgo. Famous writer. The boys have read quite a few of his books, and I’ve skimmed through a couple to find out what they were reading (anyone else doing that?)… he’s quite a prolific author, and I’ve also seen one of his plays, not the famous one ‘War horse’ but ‘the butterfly lion’ …
I Have Been a Stranger in a Strange Land (Rita Dove) Life’s spell is so exquisite, everything conspires to break it. Emily Dickinson It wasn’t bliss. What was bliss but the ordinary life? She’d spend hours in patter, moving through whole days touching, sniffing, tasting . . . exquisite housekeeping in a charmed world. And yet there was always more of …
… will it ever stop raining? Stay dry out there.
You have to admit… the cover of this book is rather splendid, isn’t it? And so is the book. Shimi and Beryl are both over ninety. She’s worried about losing her memory, ex English teacher proud of her vocabulary is trying to write a memoir of all the men in her life, while despairing over …
Two posts in one day. What is going on? I tell you what’s going on… I’ve just finished reading this: I wonder what do authors of novels think when someone manages to read so much into their work… does JK pat herself on the back or does she have a good laugh? I guess novels …
Lanny, by Max Porter I’ve been wanting to talk about this book for a while but I know I’m going too find it really difficult to do it justice. And it deserves justice, because it’s one of the most innovative and poignant and clever and beautiful book I’ve read this year. The Guardian has a …
What if the grass is greener (by Erin Hanson) What if grass is greener on the other side, Because it’s always raining there, Where the ones who never fail to give, Hardly have enough to spare, Where the people with the broadest smiles, Have pillows filled with tears, And the bravest ones you’ve ever known, …
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