I like the impressionistic colours on the wall behind the tree.
It was cloudy here, but only partly cloudy, so I decided I’d take a quick run out of town with my camera equipment, to see if I could get any photos.
I stepped outside and discovered I didn’t need to go anywhere—it was visible from my driveway. So I set up there, and snapped some photos of Jupiter + Saturn in between the clouds.
In the boxes, top-left to bottom-right, are Callisto, Io, and Europa. Ganymede is too close to Jupiter for my lens to separate it.
The half-moon looked lovely, too, so I got some of the sunshine reflected off it, too.
All the photos were taken with my 55–250mm lens, at 250mm, f/5.6, varying times and ISOs.
Last week I bought flowers. They brightened my day, they brightened Kathleen’s day, and now I hope they can brighten yours too.
I’ve only just today heard about the superstition that saying “Rabbit rabbit” on the first day of the month brings luck. How long were you planning to keep this from me?
Does it count if there’s a chubby bunny chillin’ in your yard for a few hours on the 1st?
On this windy Halloween evening in this pandemic year, I handed out candy using tongs and wearing a mask. Our Halloweeners:
- a little wee lion
- a brown bear
- an angel
- what appeared to be an Ewok in a parka
- a gangster
- a goth
- a Stormtrooper
- a crocodile
- a vampire
- a nurse
- a little wee dinosaur who told me “Habby Ween!” over and over
- a zombie
- and a princess in pyjamas
…for a total of 13.
Weirdly, that’s four more than we had last year. I don’t know what that might mean.
And if not, why not?
I made a timelapse video of the clouds while we were at the farm last weekend. It’s about an hour, with photos snapped every 10 seconds.
And since it turned out so well, I did another one yesterday, out my upstairs window. Longer this time—there are about 4½ hours of clouds in this one.
As beautiful, haunting, funny, and brutal as the original novel. The art is amazing, and complements the story perfectly.My review on Goodreads
I first encountered Kurt Vonnegut, Jr., when my roommate in first-year university was reading Galápagos in an English course. I read the novel and decided it was garbage¹. It just kind of… ended. I didn’t see the point. Vonnegut, I decided, was overrated.
Years later, I decided to give Vonnegut another try, and I read what is, in my mind, his most famous novel: Slaughterhouse-Five. Maybe it’s because I was older, maybe it’s because it was a straight-up antiwar SF novel, maybe it was because I knew better what to expect, but I loved it. I went on to read several other Vonnegut novels (Cat’s Cradle, Breakfast of Champions, Timequake), and I’ve loved each one. Vonnegut’s novels are different, I think, because they don’t generally have a villain. They’re just… the way things are.
So it goes.
And then I heard that Ryan North, of Dinosaur Comics, was involved in a graphic novel retelling of Slaughterhouse-Five, and I knew I had to have it. So I pre-ordered it from McNally Robinson, and it arrived last week.
It’s great. The two-page spreads of Dresden are, respectively, beautiful and horrifying. The story flows like a Vonnegut novel, and the art complements the story so, so well.
Highly recommended for fans of Vonnegut’s novels, graphic novels, or anti-war stories.
¹ When Kurt died and went to Heaven², I re-read Galápagos, and this time I thought it was great.
² At a memorial service for Isaac Asimov, an atheist, Vonnegut—also an atheist—said, “Isaac’s up in Heaven now,” because it was the funniest thing he could think of to say. So it goes. So it goes.
Those who know me know that I much prefer spring and summer to fall. I love the new growth of spring, and I would much rather wear shorts and T‑shirts than long johns and parkas. Autumn’s beginning brings with it the threat of inevitable winter, and it makes me somewhat melancholy.
But I will grudgingly admit that early autumn, before the cold sets in to stay, has its own charms.Continue reading “All right, autumn can be pretty”
Series: Bike Ride PhotosThe entire series: Down by the river; Bike ride birds; The ex-garden and the weir; Snapshots of a ride; Across Town; Blackbird; North Hill campus; Lilacs and country roads; A pop of colour; Back lane flowers; More Brenizers; The river is high; A bird and a reflection; Rideau Park; Writing Retreat 2020, Day 7; Writing Retreat 2020: The Numbers; Storm damage, sunflowers; Eleanor Kidd gardens; Scenes from today’s ride; All right, autumn can be pretty.
Last night Kathleen suggested I check out Image Hill for some astrophotography. Since it was only five minutes’ drive from the farm, I checked it out.
I got about 25 minutes’ worth of star trails (I set my timer for 30 minutes but my camera battery had other ideas).Continue reading “Image Hill; fog”