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On top of a fence post,
all covered in green
I photographed lichens
That evolved before the Eocene.
( Read more... )
all covered in green
I photographed lichens
That evolved before the Eocene.
( Read more... )
Farthing by Jo Walton: a ramble
Nov. 6th, 2015 09:34 pmThis book came with a recommendation by Ursula Le Guin on the cover "If Le Carré scares you, read Jo Walton" it said. So, here is a quote from one of my very favouritist authors, referencing one of my other very favouritist authors? Ooo!
( Not that simple, alas. )
( Not that simple, alas. )
Season of mists and bla bla bla
Sep. 6th, 2012 09:13 pm
How I hated that poem when I was younger. It seemed to push aside the still-perfectly-good summer and be rushing needlessly ahead, without acknowledging that a *proper* autumn wasn't about sun on hazelnuts, but about wild winds and crunchy leaves and frost and bonfires. The poem has grown on me a bit since, but I still think 'close bosom-friend of the maturing sun' is an utterly ludicrous line.
( And a little more wittering, with some butterflies. )
