I like the way you capture the gentle rhythm of the days in this country diary Iain. I got a strong sense of the countryside (“a chatty riot of linnets”!) as well as the intrusions of modern society and culture. I keep a journal on paper, then need to find time to put it onto the computer, before I consider some of the themes that have arisen over the month.
Ideal reading on a day of doing much-needed autumn maintenance around the garden. This time of year always reminds me of Wallace Stevens' 'The Plain Sense of Things':
The greenhouse never so badly needed paint.
The chimney is fifty years old and slants to one side.
I like the way you capture the gentle rhythm of the days in this country diary Iain. I got a strong sense of the countryside (“a chatty riot of linnets”!) as well as the intrusions of modern society and culture. I keep a journal on paper, then need to find time to put it onto the computer, before I consider some of the themes that have arisen over the month.
Thank you, Lynne. I'm finding it interesting to see how certain preoccupations seem to be emerging and developing through working with this form.
Ideal reading on a day of doing much-needed autumn maintenance around the garden. This time of year always reminds me of Wallace Stevens' 'The Plain Sense of Things':
The greenhouse never so badly needed paint.
The chimney is fifty years old and slants to one side.
A fantastic effort has failed, a repetition
In a repetitiousness of men and flies.
Today, I didn’t paint the garage doors with wood preservative, or pull the weeds in the gravel.