I like old stuff. Especially prehistory. Really recent stuff, like a 15th century castle, is less interesting to me but hardly boring. Certainly I’ve no excuse for having never visited Crookston Castle. I mean…it’s less than ten minutes away on the bike. I’ve been able to see the [...]
Read the rest of this entry »Another 4 pictures from my Year in the Park thing. More in a month.
Snowline
Read the rest of this entry »I’ve only been in Britain for a week of January, but the weather was kind with both sun and snow.
Catkins
Hogweed
This dog-rose had dried up old fruit and fresh buds bursting through…an optimistic image, I think
The old water-driven saw-mill
Read the rest of this entry »A while ago I complained bitterly to the æther about what a horrible job that Jessops had done with my 35mm transparencies. I have a really crap memory, so I maybe care too much about my photographs. I especially care too much when a “quality” photo company messes up what will be my [...]
Read the rest of this entry »This is mostly a note to myself…but it’s OK – you can read it too if you like!
I had an insight today into the importance of given books. Books that I would possibly never have chosen to read, but someone gave them to me and I felt obliged. Because of which, I’ve read:
Tuva [...]
I finished Umberto Eco’s Baudolino tonight. Read half of it on the plane to the USA, almost half on the way back, then the last couple of chapters here in between reading assorted other things. I don’t seem to be able to read a single book at a time anymore!
As with all of [...]
This morning I finished reading Lotus In The Stream. I didn’t actually finish the book, I just stopped reading it. I hate doing that. But it was possibly the most boring, uninsightful book I’ve ever read about Buddhism. Hopefully it was just a poor translation.
So I’m going to take a read [...]
Two minutes after wondering whether the plane would be late, they started boarding. Sorry I didn’t get around to posting anything between then and getting home.
I know that Minnesota gets cold in the winter. Yet somehow I always manage to forget just how cold it can be. With 2 pairs of British [...]
