It isn’t quite spring yet here in the frozen north, but you can smell it on the breeze. The temperatures are slightly above freezing, the wind has lost its frosty bite. More of the locals are venturing out, still bundled against the cold, soaking up every moment of sun.
Yesterday was Earth Day, and I’ve very much enjoyed reading all the articles and blog posts about the many ways people observed and celebrated the day. I find it interesting that so many view the Earth as something to consider on the cusp of our lives: recycle, plant a tree, turn off the lights in empty rooms.
While these are all good practices, I think we should remember that we are a part of the Earth, and it is a part of us. Maintaining the attitude that we are a small part of a large system reminds us how important it is to do our part.
April is also National Poetry Month, and I’ve been filling my days with such beautiful words. Here is a lovely, fitting poem.
There Is Another Sky
There is another sky,
Ever serene and fair,
And there is another sunshine,
Though it be darkness there;
Never mind faded forests, Austin,
Never mind silent fields –
Here is a little forest,
Whose leaf is ever green;
Here is a brighter garden,
Where not a frost has been;
In its unfading flowers
I hear the bright bee hum:
Prithee, my brother,
Into my garden come!
– Emily Dickinson
Skipping the Favourites this week because it was not my favourite week. Storms, shoveling, power outages, more shoveling – it was all I could do just to keep warm. Hot chocolate, warm blankets, and good books are great for just that, so it wasn’t such a hardship.
During the week I mostly re-read some old favourites, most recently Come Thou Tortoise by Jessica Grant. Such a fantastic book. Its wordplay and fun yet moving story have earned it a solid place on my list of best books ever. Audrey Flowers is as endearing a character as you will ever have the pleasure to meet. The story is told through her eyes, as well as those of her tortoise, Winnifred. It is constantly surprising and charming, and I cannot recommend it enough.
Come forth, I say! There’s other business for thee.
Come, thou tortoise! When?
– The Tempest, William Shakespeare
Today the sun is shining, so it’s a good day despite the subzero temperatures. I hope your weekend brings you many good things, comfort, peace with yourself, and books. Lots of them.
It’s been a busy week, but I managed to squeeze in some reading and a few other fun things. Here are a few of my little pleasures this week.
My favourite book this week was a blast from my past. I had to re-read Prince Caspian and I thoroughly enjoyed it. It brought me back to my childhood reading spot, a nook I’d created on the floor of my closet, complete with pillows, blankets, and reading lamp.
My favourite song this week was Lay Me Down by Newfoundland duo Fortunate Ones. The song is off their just released album, The Bliss, and it is fantastic. (You can give their title song, also excellent, a listen on the site linked above).
My very favourite thing this week was the joy in being back here, writing about the things I like, sharing experiences, meeting cool and talented people like you all.
You may have noticed that I look a little different. I’m playing with my blog to make it a little more me, a little more personal. Please bear (bare) with me while I find myself. My About and Books Pages are now in the drop down menu at the top.
Also, you can follow me on Twitter, and I have a brand spanking new Instagram account. I’ll post some book pics there, some of my favourite reading spots, and some photos that don’t make it to the blog. You can find the links at the top of the page.
Happy weekend! Happy reading!
Let’s talk about art.
I am not an artist, in the strictest sense of the word. I write some, dabble with mixed media journaling, and play a mean kazoo. In the big wide world my efforts are modest at best, but they satisfy a basic need – the need to express oneself creatively.
Having a creative outlet is not only healthy, but necessary. In our deepest parts we have things that are crying out to be seen and heard. Laying yourself bare in a poem or painting is cathartic. It’s a beautiful way of sharing an intimate part of yourself with the world.
Our bodies are art. Every line, angle, wrinkle, fold, freckle and scar tells a story. It is our geography and our history. We are, each of us, exactly the way we are supposed to be. And we are exquisite.
Tell me about your creative outlet. Is it music, sculpture, photography? I would love to hear about it, or see it. Please share.
Being Canadian, I am a big reader of Canadian fiction. Giller Prize nominees take up much of the space on my bookshelf. Therefore, I am embarrassed to admit that I have just now read A Complicated Kindness by Miriam Toews. This book won the Governor General’s Award for fiction in 2004. That’s eleven years ago for those of you playing at home.
The novel is impeccably written, full of dark humour and beautiful introspective moments. Sixteen year old Nomi rebels against her strict Mennonite community while dealing with the collapse of her family. She is, in many ways, like any small town girl longing for the freedom and anonymity of the big city.
Being Canadian also means that between the months of November and May, I spend most of my naked time indoors. Around this time every year I start to get a bit of cabin fever, longing to feel the cool breeze against my bare skin. I wish that there were more opportunities to be clothing free in my part of the world. We’re still quite puritanical here; Private parts are private and must remain so. Keep it secret, keep it safe. (Little Tolkien reference for you there)
I found that Nomi’s struggle against the inflexibility and lack of forgiveness of her religious community somewhat fit the theme of what I’m doing here. It’s easy to feel stifled by society, and finding a way to express yourself can be an uphill battle when you are expected to conform. Being true to who you are is always the right answer.
A tad late with the Friday Favourites. Let’s just pretend it’s still Friday, ok?
My favourite book this week was Swimming at Night by Lucy Clarke. I read most of it in one sitting. It was intriguing, full of heart, and hope, and hurt. I especially enjoyed the descriptions of the travel, and the concept of stepping out of one’s comfort zone to find answers.
Favourite reading spot? Curled up at the end of my couch, soft lights, good book, and a glass of red wine. Bliss. Cold winter days were are tolerable with this at the end.
My favourite song this week is Party Police by Toronto band Alvvays. They’ve become one of my favourite band to listen to in recent months. They’ve got a great gritty sound that I enjoy.
I also watched a pretty good movie this week. St. Vincent with Bill Murray and Melissa McCarthy. Funny, and surprisingly heartwarming. Not usually the type of movie I would pick to watch, but I enjoyed it quite a bit.
Hope your Friday was amazing! Get out there and live your weekend. xo
I thought that Friday could be the day I pass along my favourite books, quotes, music, or reading spots of the week. Just a little something fun to start the weekend.
My favourite book this week was Odd Thomas by Dean Koontz. It was a lazy week, and the Odd series of books are my go-to lazy day reads. Odd is such a fascinating character, and the stories are quick and engaging. Just a fun book for a slow, rainy afternoon.
I recently got a new bed. It’s high, so I have to jump up onto it, and the mattress is so soft. It was easily my favourite reading place this week.
Ingrid Michaelson has been on repeat this week. I always listen to her when the weather starts to get colder and the afternoon shadows grow long. Keep Breathing is one of my favourites.
Enjoy your weekend. Spend it doing what you love. xo