Monday, February 17, 2020

enjoying every hour...

"The seasons are what a symphony ought to be:
Four perfect movements in harmony with each other."
              ~Arthur Rubenstein

 A halcyon moment this afternoon, right before dinner prep was to begin in earnest. I sat outside and stitched, alongside me was a cup of tea and fuzzy Louie.


I am reading more these days. The challenge of choosing to read certain classics and a sound feeling of I must "get on with it" faces me daily.  Interestingly enough, I look forward to the extra hours I spend reading,  somehow this self-imposed challenge is quite enough to justify those extra moments.
  Severe Mercy by Sheldon Vanhouken is lingering in my thoughts, and I expect it will for quite some time.  This book gets five-stars, and I highly recommend adding it to your reading list.
As I closed one book I opened another, thus, beginning at the top of my 2020 Reading Challenge, a 19th century classic. I remember reading Wuthering Heights in high school, the movie was seen in the theater and that is what I do remember. "Oh, Heathcliff"!  But after reading Jane Eyre by Charlotte Bronte and Agnes Grey and The Tenant of Wildfell Hall by Anne Bronte in the past few years, it only seemed fair to give Emily another chance. This novel is slow and  slightly vapid in the beginning, but I am sensing a slight change, so I plug on...


Louie jumped down and I fancy he is pondering one of my gardens, noting the rebirth of flowers, herbs and garlic...yes, this year I am growing garlic in several garden spaces!


1 comment:

Karen said...

I enjoyed your post about the reading challenge, and all the classics. Some of these items I would need a suggestion list for - classic in translation, which century classics. Well really, any with "classic". I did read Wuthering Heights when I was fresh in love, thinking it was a romantic tale because of the song by Kate Bush. I was very disappointed by the end! I suppose I might like it better the second time around, now that I have different expectations, but I think I would have to have a nice warm blanket around my shoulders to keep out the moors.

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