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This challenge is hosted by bushboys world. The last picture I took in May was taken the morning of 30 May: I was trying to select which movies to see at the Mendocino Film Festival. Sooo fun. There were 81 films, which included documentaries, narratives, and shorts. In the end, I decided to stick to…
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Exodus was the only road for the men of the seven counties of the Pearl River Delta. Eventually three-hundred thousand would go to America in the mid-nineteenth century. Criminals by default, my forebears would arrive to labor in the Gold Mountain.
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to sign up for my writing course, Essential Beginnings in NONFICTION. Heard from UCLA Extension Writers Program: They will allow my Essential Beginnings to run with just one more student. One more! Right now, the number of enrollees is 5. It’s online, and with just six students, that means it’s more like a small-group intensive…
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From Dan Antion, host of this challenge: from L to R:
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No, not Marie Antoinette’s depression (the young MA is too naive to be depressed), mine. Here’s why: I quickly rush to the Epilogue because I want to see how it all ends. Oh how tragic. She dies (!!!). I am being facetious. What I really want to know is whether any of these cruel people…
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The stairs leading to the backyard from my office leave a foot and a half of space between the cement patio and the shed door. On the other side of the steps is a faucet (out of sight) which is where I fasten the hose when I water the backyard. The second photo shows a…
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Russell Square, London Posting for Becky’s November Squares Challenge. There’s quite a large shadow beneath the foreground tree, but it got cropped out when I made the photo into a square. There’s another, smaller tree shadow behind.
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The host of this lens-artists challenge is Egidio/Through Brazilian Eyes. Scrolling through his gallery, I see that a quote accompanies each picture. There are many wonderful quotes, but my favorites are by Paulo Coelho and Fernando Passoa. Check them out here. Sharing some pictures I took when I was visiting Hampstead Heath, in May. In…
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One red T-shirt! Posting for Becky’s July 2025 Squares Challenge: Simply Red.
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When I started reading, yesterday, the language seemed a little dull. But, 25 pages in, I am beginning to enjoy the fable-like qualities of this simple tale, told almost entirely from the point of view of a household of women, whose fortunes are under the control of a feckless guardian. The time: early 16th century.…
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I absolutely love this strange book, which is told in impressionistic vignettes that resemble poetry. The page I ‘m on contains these memorable sentences:
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The One Word Sunday challenge is hosted by Debbie Smythe at Travel with Intent. I love looking at her galleries. Alas, when I try to add my posts to her comment feed, WordPress keeps telling me I have to sign in, and when I do sign in, they say my password is wrong. I try…
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Almost halfway through Strangers In Time, by David Baldacci. A lot of information is new, but the tone feels flat. The effect is somewhat distancing. One of the main characters, Oliver, is a bookstore manager. In the excerpt below, he describes his experiences in London’s bomb shelters. There were always some men who filled up…
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I was in Oxford, UK in December. The day before Christmas, I trained into London and spent Christmas Day in Bloomsbury. It was very cold. Freezing. I didn’t know England was capable of reaching such low temperatures. I guess it hits particularly hard when you’re alone on a train platform, and your train is delayed.…
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I’ve just finished another historical fiction, Buckeye, by Patrick Ryan, where World War II (and Viet Nam, and South Korea) figure prominently, so it seemed a nice segue into this one, which is set in London during the Blitz. Would you believe, this is my first David Baldacci. I have read a lot of “life…
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Views of: The host of One Word Sunday is Travel with Intent.
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It’s taken me three weeks to get to this point (pardon, I did get RSV-1 and it was absolutely awful) but I am finally going to finish Orphan Bachelors. Fae Myenne Ng’s father dies. He’d been dying for a while. She gets the news in Berkeley, where she teaches. Damn, but her writing in this…
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This morning.
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