Cider With Rosie

falling_leavesSometimes it seems people pass through through our lives for no other reason than to leave us with something we really love. In this case, it was Cider With Rosie by Laurie Lee. A poet and a storyteller. The book tells the story of his early life growing during up the 1920s in a Cotswold village. Lee has a beautiful way with the english language.

We kissed, once only, so dry and shy, it was like two leaves colliding in air.

Peter Doig

I never really liked contemporary art.  I thought most of it was pretentious and more about people creating a brand and persuading others to pay extravagant amounts of money for crappy technique and splotches of paint. Then I discovered Peter Doig’s work, and now I wish I had extravagant amounts of money to buy his paintings. Maybe t506715_com_peter_doig_youngbeanfarmer_klhis one first.

The Comet

I was sailing up on the yacht Escapology to take part in the Bay of Islands Sailing regatta in 2007. The comet McNaughton was meant to be visible from the North Island of New Zealand and as it grew dark we started scanning the horizon for it. We couldn’t see anything so I went below to have my turn at sleeping then someone sighted it.

I jumped up on deck expecting a small fuzzy ball, but as the sky darkened we could see the red glowing ball and a great tail that gradually filled in the horizon. I understood then why comets were considered portents of doom in the past. If I saw that suddenly appear in the sky one day, I’d be praying to the Gods as well! But it was beautiful and something that only appears in a few lifetimes. The universe is truly spectaular. I never ended up getting my sleep,but it was worth it.comet

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