book nerd glee

Now that school is done (and therefore my job is, too) I have more time to read books that I want to read. So that meant a trip to the library. I picked up The Hound of the Baskervilles (because new Sherlock revamped that...and I've read none of the Sherlock Holmes stories) and Ladies and Gentleman, the Bible! Turning around I saw the spiffy spine of the book in the post picture and had to get it. The cover is gorgeous, reminiscent of old cloth-covered books from decades ago that often have well-worn pages and scribbles in the margins. But it's new! Never mind that Oliver Twist is 400+ pages and Dickens. I am the first to check it out! All of this filled me with a fair bit of bibliophile happiness.

Dare I say: Take that, Kindle!

last day

My literature class this semester was a brain-buster for no good reason. (I complain of it much on Twitter.) To keep sane, I would jot little poem-y things or other note-ish commentaries in my notebook. Here is the last day of that class written verse-ishly.

//

The timber of their laughter matches
       the likely content of their conversation
  breathy empty
  still it causes all others to stop
    and stare,
    waiting.
Are the mocking lilting noises, the exuberant gasp-ish pauses,
     about them?

//

I wish I were on
  the white side of the
room
  and
could participate in
  the prof-mocking
  note passing.
     D#$n.

//

Frantic
  is she
to put together
  the 1000-piece puzzle
her syllabus became.
It is the last
day of class.

//

Highlighter
  hockey
played with your
  feet.

//

The student
  cannot contain
 a small snort of
  derisive laughter
  and a second.
It has been a
  long
  semester.

//

pedagogy
imagistic
elegiac
"expecially"
Let's make a drinking
  game
of our prof's
  lectures.

places you'll go- arizona

My trip to Phoenix was amazing! So many firsts for me: flying, going west of the Mississippi, visiting an out-of-state Etsy friend. So many mountains (well, the same mountains but always in view), cacti and palm trees. I will admit to half-thinking that they were a Hollywood invention. Now I rather love them. There was also delicious food and wonderful friends. Stacey is a gem and her family (and most of the cats) made me feel right at home. I began to miss the desert almost as soon as I returned home.

places you'll go- hike to hueblin

This was the view from one point at the top of Talcott Mountain. The lighthouse was closed for the winter. It didn't feel much like winter on Sunday. There were many disappointed hikers who felt gipped out of their just reward for risking their lives on the slippery rocky slopes.



It was a pretty day, warm for March. I went with a friend and it was nice to catch up though at times neither of us could talk without huffing and puffing.
We lingered in the park-ish bit of green around the lighthouse, guzzled water, took pics and ate pretzels before heading back down.

Then when I went to log my hike on dailymile it said that hiking burned no calories. Silly programmers. I just laughed.

Now to finish packing. It has not been previously mentioned here, but tomorrow I will be in Phoenix visiting staceyrebecca. So excited!

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