A Necklace of Memorable Days
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"Happiness is a matter of one's most ordinary everyday mode of consciousness being busy and lively and unconcerned with self. To be damned is for one's ordinary everyday mode of consciousness to be unremitting agonising preoccupation with self."
Iris Murdoch, The Nice and The Good
What sort of diary should I like mine to be? Something loose-knit and yet not slovenly, so elastic that it will embrace anything, solemn, slight or beautiful, that comes into my mind. I should like it to resemble some deep old desk or capacious hold-all, in which one flings a mass of odds and ends without looking them through. I should like to come back, after a year or two, and find that the collection had sorted itself and refined itself and coalesced, as such deposits so mysteriously do, into a mould, transparent enough to reflect the light of our life, and yet steady, tranquil compounds with the aloofness of a work of art. The main requisite, I think, on reading my old volumes, is not to play the part of a censor, but to write as the mood comes or of anything whatever; since I was curious to find how I went for things put in haphazard, and found the significance to lie where I never saw it at the time.
" She strung the afternoon on the necklace of memorable days, which was not too long for her to be able to recall this one or that one; this view, that city; to finger it, to feel it, to savour, sighing, the quality that made it unique."
Virginia Woolf, Moments of Being
"Why did I write any of my books, after all? For the sake of the pleasure, for the sake of the difficulty. I have no social purpose, no moral message; I've no general ideas to exploit, I just like composing riddles with elegant solutions."
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Costumes at Joseph Ponton's
Here are some shots of the windows of Joseph Ponton's costume shop in Old
Montreal. It is across the street from the Centaur Theatre, one of the
English theatre companies in Montreal. Swamprose took the bottom shot.
There were two huge cruise ships docked in Montreal Harbour the other day,
the Maasdam and the Amsterdam. Old Montreal's tiny cobblestoned streets were
jammed with cabs trying to deliver passengers to the ships, one of which was
about to leave for a trip down the Saint Lawrence to Halifax and New York.
Several groups of tourists asked Swamprose if she would take a photo of them
with their cameras, so I took photos of them too. This family was cheerful
and friendly; when we ran into them later in the day, they said hello as if
they were old friends. The couple was dour. The gentleman was critical of
the way Swamprose was framing her shot and made her stand farther back.
The bottom photo contrasts a rusty old icebreaker with the Maasdam, docked
in adjacent slips.
11th Oct 2006, 23:39
Ghosts of buildings still remain on the walls of Old Montreal.
11th Oct 2006, 02:21
Ghosts of former buildings still remain on the walls of Old Montreal.
11th Oct 2006, 02:18
This old tugboat is now out of service and is on display in the Montreal
Harbour. Swamprose was up ahead photographing, and I was trailing behind
hoping that I was taking different pictures. I hope she blogs hers too.
11th Oct 2006, 00:24
Swamprose is in Montreal for the Thanksgiving weekend.
8th Oct 2006, 18:41
I love the way the digital camera stops the propellers!
30th Sep 2006, 19:55