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A Book Is A Gift…..

….You can open again and again. ( Garrison Keillor)

Having fun this weekend . Yesterday was sunny and warm then the winds shifted over the southern ocean and the rain poured down today. Very windy too. It is spring and we turned our clocks ahead an hour today so the day feels short.

I read an interesting book this past week. It is not one I would have picked but read about it somewhere and I got it from the library.

It is The Big Tree by Brian Selznick. A quick read at 528 pages. You say, “Quick?!” Yes as most pages are large graphics, other pages are limited to a single paragraph or a single sentence. I read it in about 3 short sittings.

The blurb on the book states:

Hello, stars. I thought I heard you calling me.” A mysterious voice has been speaking to Louise in her dreams. She and her brother Merwin are Sycamore seeds, who hope to one day set down roots and become big trees. But when a fire forces them to leave their mama tree prematurely, they find themselves catapulted into the unknown, far from home. Alone and unprepared, they must use their wits and imagination to navigate a dangerous world―filled with dinosaurs, meteors, and volcanoes!―and the fear of never finding a safe place to grow up. As the mysterious voice gets louder, Louise comes to realise their mission in life may be much bigger than either of them ever could have imagined! Brimming with humour, wonder, mystery, and a profound sense of hope, Big Tree is a trailblazing adventure, illustrated with nearly 300-pages of breathtaking pictures. It is Selznick’s most imaginative and far-reaching work to date and a singular reading experience for the whole family!

It starts at the Cretaceous period and travels to current times. I loved the seeds, Merwin and Louise. The tension built as they travelled together through time and space.

I got really attached to them as their characters were so developed. I worried about them. They got trapped in a big footprint, eaten by a fish, became separated and that was only a few of their mishaps. They were looking for a place that had light, good soil and water so they could grow. They were helped along the way by other creatures.

Upper right photo shows you Merwin and Louise, the Sycamore tree seed pods. Sycamore trees lived during the Cretaceous period. Spot the butterfly is their friend.

It started originally when Steven Spielberg and Brian Selznick got together. They were going to make a film. Brian Selznick did the movie Hugo with Martin Scorsese. Then Covid hit and everything stopped so instead he made it into this big book.

It talks about the different categories of characters. I liked the Ambassadors who were the fungi that interconnected with all the trees in the forests. It is a very micro look at the interconnectedness of nature.

What else happened this week.

I spent all of last week really focusing on walks, health and getting my stamina back. I have been so breathless lately but all the exercise is getting rid of that. It has been my main priority; then at night I crash into a lounge chair and read, work on my journals, play a few mind games on the iPad and go to bed. It has been very pleasant.

I’ll share the books I found on my random walk. I finished the Edna O’Brien one I found two weeks ago. It began with a woman who has just been convicted of murdering her young lover, her son’s best friend after a love affair goes south. She is waiting to hear her penalty. It is then told in flashbacks from the beginning of the relationship to current time. It is a very tedious monologue. Lots of tangents I became bored with. I did not care for any of the characters. The story rambled and seemed all over the place. I know people love her writing but I dare say this was not one of her best.

The new books.
Does anyone have an opinion on these? I’m leaning towards the Agatha Christie.

I did another op shop walk and found these. I will decide which one to read but first need to get started on my book club reads for November. Remember the read for the Random Walk Books means the book must be preferably a classic or at least literary fiction.

Until next week….

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Sunday….Once Again

‘Books fall open, you fall in’ D. McCord. Photo- T Penguin

I had a big reading week again this week. I finished the Colony by Irish writer Audrey McGee. I loved it. I can’t recommend it enough. Probably my best read this year.

I am almost finished with If On A Winter’s Night a Traveller by Italo Calvino. Only about 20% to go. I have really enjoyed working my way slowly through it.

Yesterday we had a rainy day so as I started a jigsaw puzzle of dogs I listened to Miriam Margoyles auto biography. Love her or not, she has had a very interesting life. Yesterday she talked about her days at Cambridge and breaking into stage and comedy as a female at the time the Monty Python men were becoming into our world. She was treated so badly by them, ostracised almost completely and I won’t repeat what she had to say about John Cleese. Women in comedy still have difficult times. I have no idea why men feel women can’t be as funny as them. Fragile egos I guess.

Miriam Margoyles

Although I read a lot, my week’s priority was walking to improve my health. Since the heart episode my stamina has been quite low. So I am walking. As much as I can. Monday had me in weight training, Tuesday was a long walk along the Hobart Rivulet track into the city. Wednesday was a rest day as I’d been out Tuesday evening with my first art lesson. That was a laugh. They served wine which made the group all relax as beginners and draw everything.

Thursday I had my personal trainer on the pilates reformer stretching my spine then we went for a coffee and chat.

My walk up and down the hilly streets of Hobart (my photos)

Friday I was back on the treadmill at the gym for the 25 minute hill climb program then walked five kilometres around Hobart up into North Hobart.

My walking goal is to connect my walks to thrift shops to look for slim classic books. I want to read some of the smaller classics I haven’t read or read a long time ago. I don’t want to buy the newer expensive copies so I pick up the 50 cent ones or the $1.00 ones. I want ragged copies so I can write in them without feeling bad. I wanted books that are less than 150-200 pgs.

4 of my thrift shop finds- incentive to walk. I’ll try to read one this week.

This coming week will see me finish the Calvino book and listen to more of Miriam’s book. I have the art class, three sessions at gym, a Fullers event Thursday evening then Friday our photography group is going south to the Tasman Peninsula to the old coal mine ruins to tale photos. Stay tuned for that. Hope the weather doesn’t blow us away.

Saltwater River is a small community on the western shore of Norfolk Bay on the Tasman Peninsula. The Saltwater River area contained two penal settlements. One was an agricultural settlement, which produced vegetables, wheat, and had a piggery. The other was a coal mine, known amongst convicts for its hellish conditions. It is now on the Australian National Heritage List as the Coal Mines Historic Site. Today, only ruins exist at the site, which includes underground cells.

Where Is it? Saltwater River is 23 kilometres from Port Arthur, and 106 kilometres from Hobart.

I must say I’m starting to feel normal again, whatever that is. Walking really is a miracle cure for almost anything.

I might add, Ollie gets out of his pen and gets to do more as it’s been almost four weeks since his surgery.

I hope you all have a good week. If you drop by here tell me what your plans are for the week.

Where did you walk this week?

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Several books going at once.

So much fun.

I recently bought a beautiful reading journal from Amazon. Although ordered in Australia it was sent from America. It has challenges in it, places for notes and lists and all those things book and stationery lovers like to accrue. I am loving filling it out and becoming organised for my reading that has finally left the slump behind and is going full tilt. The warmer weather, though nowhere near hot and all the spring blooms have me enthused.

Books I’m into. For Rayne’s group at Fullers I am reading the Irish book, the Colony by Audrey Magee. It is a beautiful book. The year is 1979 on an island on the west side of Ireland. Only 82 people live on the island. Four generations of women, great grandmother, grandmother, daughter and her son. Their men have all died at sea fishing. To make ends meet with the other inhabitants they rent accommodation out to two men for the summer at enough money to get them through the winter. Masson, who is a French linguist studying the old language and Lloyd, an English artist who craves isolation. The two men do not get along as they record the landscape, people and language. The islanders do not approve. There are many relationships to delve into. I love it. Beautifully written. Every once in awhile a paragraph is inserted of a killing between the English and the IRA from the troubles that are happening at the same time on the mainland. The contrast between the two is stark. It goes back and forth. Remember it is 1979.

Next book is If On A Winter’s Night A Traveller by Italo Calvino. I am thoroughly enjoying this book but must take notes, read each paragraph slowly and closely to understand it. The penny has finally dropped and I am in the swing of it. I can’t wait to discuss it in Adam’s book group at Fullers for ‘All the books you wanted to read’ group.

Next up is my bus mall book on kindle. The very easy to read, James Patterson book series of the Washington DC detective Alex Cross. I am on the 28th book in the series and have followed Alex Cross and his wonderful family for years. James Patterson doesn’t write literary fiction but he can certainly tell a rollicking good crime novel for entertainment. He knows how to turn them out and create an extremely good lifestyle for himself. Easy to read waiting for the bus while all the young people in hoodies, with scooters and skateboards with attention seeking behaviour keep the police in tow.

I still need to finish Cold Enough for Snow by Jessica Au as I put it aside to begin the book group books. It won’t take long to finish up that delightful read.

The next two books are audible books. The first is one I dip into while in the car. The Gifts of Reading by various authors. Robert Macfarlane, William Boyd, Chigozie Obioma, Roddy Doyle, Jan Morris, Michael Ondaatje, Sally Vickers and more. It is a series of essays about giving and receiving gifts of books, the author’s style related to this and the books they cherish as gifts. I really enjoy hearing their perspectives on books as gifts and their own books. Definitely a book for those who love books about books.

Last but not least is the audible book I listen to at nights when I can’t sleep. Many older people have a hard time sleeping and audible authors can be good friends to have around in the dead of night.

The book is This Much is True by Miriam Margoyles. It is her auto biography and she reads it. Many people will know her as a stage actor, film actor (Harry Potter) and television presenter in the UK and Australia. I saw her years ago on stage here at the Theatre Royal when she was touring for Dickens Women. She knows a lot about the theatre and Dickens as well as other writing. However she does not mess around with genteel language. If you don’t want to know about her intimate, and I mean very intimate stories of her youth with men then discovering her lesbian roots as she puts it do not read this book. She uses a lot of very foul language too that at times can be very grating. People either love her or not. I have always enjoyed her adventures on the road and on stage and how she tells it as it is. None of the aforementioned faults bother me. It has been quite a funny trip through her life so far.

Well, you are now caught up with my brain activities.

Mr P has returned from his family trip to Canada. Ollie is improving and now Mr P is home I will be able to get out and take some photographs and maybe some metal detecting at the beaches. We have had a warmer than usual winter and no doubt we will have a hotter summer soon. So as I read all the northern hemisphere stories and blogs about people settling into cozy activities I am smelling the blooms that are newly arrived everywhere. I have to say the word cozy is greatly overused up north you guys.

All the best, stay well and keep reading until next time. I’ll find a photo or two to add below.🤠🌻

I asked if I could photograph them. They were keen.