Sunday, April 25, 2010

Snow in April

Alexander was over yesterday, hanging out with Everett. I enlisted their muscles to carry the lawn furniture out of the shed and set it under the oak trees, whose lower branches had just been sawed off.

Wouldn't you know that this morning we'd awaken to snow and a freezing temperature.


A perfect day for baking bread and making granola and reading my new library book, Burmese Lessons.
If you've never enjoyed the living words of Canadian author Karen Connolly, you're in for a treat. You are drawn in from the very first sentence and within several paragraphs you care what happens next and don't want to put the book down.
I first discovered Connolly many years ago when I picked up the travel memoir of her months spent in Greece as a young woman alone. You were right there with her as she sat on the floor, leaning against the wall of a small stone building, watching goats graze and nibbling on feta cheese. After that I read her novel about a gentle, peaceful man in solitary confinement in an Asian jail for decades. And now her love affair with Burma, the Burmese people and a Burmese revolutionary.

For a full and expert review, click here.


  1. I can't agree enough with your thoughts on K. Connelly's books. She is truly one of the best we have. The Lizard Cage is extraordinary. And Burmese Stories is a great companion piece in that it reveals her process and journey toward writing it.

    I've also seen her a couple of times in person and she is truly engaging. A great shout-out!


  2. Thanks for passing on that snow! Wish I was home making something comforting and warm to eat. Hope you enjoy catching up on your reading.

  3. "Snow in April is abominable," said Anne. "Like a slap in the face when you expected a kiss."

    Anne of Ingleside


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