The PassageThe Passage by Justin Cronin

My rating: 5 of 5 stars

I cannot remember when I finished a book in one go, certainly not a book 74 chapters and 766 pages long!

It says on the cover of my edition ‘Enthralling…. read this book and the ordinary world disappears’ (Stephen King) and this, I feel in my case, is quite valid. It enthralled me, truly, as I was reading for three days straight.

This book should be actually three books, because each of them can stand on its own.
Book 1 is describing in very fine details the beginnings of the end of a world as we know it, while Book 2 is introducing a world (or society) which is the consequence of the downfall of the world in Book 1.
Both, Book 1 and Book 2, containing each a very different set of characters, which are meant to come together in Book3. But by then, due to the speed of story there is the danger that the finer details in Book 1 are already forgotten. Whilst the first two books are excellently written and drew me into their ban, I felt that Book 3 was a bit of a let-down and the story often too drawn out. That said, I really appreciated (if I can say it that way) the ending. I often find that the build-up of a story is better than the solution offered, but not in this case.

I would have given it 4.5 stars, but since this is not possible, it deserves the full 5.

P.S. No spoilers in this review, just an overall impression.

The Tree of ManThe Tree of Man by Patrick White

My rating: 2 of 5 stars

Okay, I did not finish this one. I wanted to, but it affected me in a not so nice way…. every time I read some pages I felt depressed afterwards.

A book should do a lot of things, and maybe it should make me think, maybe reflect about certain things going on in my life among other things, but I do not think it should make me depressed.

That said, after I finally got used to White’s style of writing and learned to read much, much slower, I was able to see the beauty of it. However, at page 104 I feared that the story, albeit told in this intense, but beautiful voice, would be not much more than what one of the reviewers described as: ‘he lived, had children, didn’t even know anyone that well, and died’.

Maybe it’s not my time to finish it, maybe another time.

Happy New Year!!

.... to you all !!

P.S. ….. that’s my gorgeous daughter in the picture!

Merry Christmas!

Seasons Greatings !

Like every year I am wondering how quickly the month of December just passed by and the festive season arrived. Although I have to admit that I really took it ‘easy’ this year without any stress concerning the actually Christmas preparations and pressies and so I hope you all have a very Merry Christmas!!

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1st Advent….

... in front of the stove....

… well, not really. But then, this is the first year for a long while that I started to really look forward to the festive season. Maybe it has something to do with my increased interest in all things interior.

...pine cones and candles - harbinger of the festive season....

votive candle in a jar.....

Well, Happy 1st Advent!

1st Advent

Late Autumn, part 2…..

...warm candle glow....

So, the DIY and Crafts section over at Pinterest has me well in its grip at the moment. For the last few years I neither had the time nor the interest in decorating or DIY, but since my move I simply can’t get enough of it.
It’s amazing how many simple and beautiful ideas can be found there, and since the Christmas season is just starting now you can expect to see some of those ideas replicated here……

... autumn setting ...

Late Autumn…..

I am so much more aware of the seasons and changes in nature since my move. Hallelujah! I cannot get enough of that what surrounds me here, although I have to admit that it sometimes seriously distracts me from doing my work – just as… right now! I have to finish my chapter until the end of December and I am nowhere near even a 1/4 through it.

7th of November / sunrise: 7.41am

7th of November / sunrise: 7:42am

A few weeks ago I got the last hydrangea, and some dog roses into the house…..

the last hydrangea..... not quite....

.... some dog roses....

but as it turned out, the weather kept staying at around 12 Celsius (54 Fahrenheit), so there were still some more….. but now for the last week or so, and probably due to the high rain fall we had these are really now the last hydrangea….

.... really the last hydrangea.....

This coming Sunday is the 1st Advent and for a couple of weeks now I am really getting into the mood…. but this is for the next post…. enough pictures for today!

Reminiscing about an old DIY project

Having recently moved into my new home I am still in the process of unpacking and arranging things, getting inspirations for new deco, etc.
Pinterest.com is a totally inspiring site, and made me reminiscing about an old DIY project.

DIY picture frame - from a leftover window frame

I made this approx. 13 or 14 years ago, out of an abandoned window frame. I found this gorgeous poster of a picture of John William Godward ‘Sweet Nothing’ and loved not only the theme, but also the colours he used – in fact, those are my absolute favourite colours.

Putting the design together was an easy one. I found some old note sheets I tore apart and glued them (using PVA glue) straight onto the frame. I then thinned some gold paint, and just covered the paper.
For the back of the frame I used some heavy card board which I painted black, cut the poster to fit the frame and attached it, and voila…. a new picture frame.

It was hanging now for so many years in my bedroom(s) – but I’m not sure about it now…. that’s the reason it is still not hung…… taste changes over time……

Look what the cat brought in…..

…. well, not quite.

But this beauty I found in the shed.

Singer front view

It belonged to my landlords mother, and as you can see it’s an electrical one, or better was, as it is not working anymore. That said, I actually didn’t plug it in. But then the damp caused to rust all metal parts, so I wouldn’t even dare trying it.

Singer back view

I am tempted to restore the good old thing, not for sewing purposes, but just for pleasure. She looks absolutely beautifuly, and so tiny.

Autumn is here…………

September, 29th

Yeah, it’s obvious, autumn has arrived. I find that the sepia picture really captures the mood of the season and the spirit of the landscape I am living in. The house was build in the 1950′, and sitting here in the study and looking out of the window transports me somewhow right back to that era. It was a very harsh life out here. The soil is not rich at all and makes keeping cattle very difficult, and sheep the only really sensible choice to be able to make a living from the land – not that it is that much practiced now – unfortunately.

Misty days like that always remind me of my favourite poem by Herman Hesse ‘Im Nebel’ (translation further down). And “No!”, I do not find it depressing at all!

Im Nebel

Seltsam, im Nebel zu wandern!
Einsam ist jeder Busch und Stein,
Kein Baum sieht den anderen,
Jeder ist allein.

Voll von Freunden war mir die Welt,
Als noch mein Leben licht war,
Nun, da der Nebel fällt,
Ist keiner mehr sichtbar.

Wahrlich, keiner ist weise,
Der nicht das Dunkel kennt,
Das unentrinnbar und leise
Von allen ihn trennt.

Seltsam, im Nebel zu wandern!
Leben ist einsam sein.
Kein Mensch kennt den anderen,
Jeder ist allein.

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In the Mists

Wondrous to wander through mists!
Parted are bush and stone:
None to the other exists,
Each stands alone.

Many my friends came calling,
Then, when my life was bright;
Now that the fogs are falling,
None is in sight.

Truly, only the sages
Fathom the darkness to fall,
Which, as silent as cages,
Separates all.

Strange to walk in the mists!
Life has to solitude grown.
Only the Single persists:
Each is alone.

translated by Walter A. Aue (frome here)

September, 29th