
Remembrance Day
is a day for remembering all the victims of war.
And the poppy should be a harbinger of peace.

is a day for remembering all the victims of war.
And the poppy should be a harbinger of peace.
“October extinguished itself in a rush of howling winds and driving rain and November arrived, cold as frozen iron, with hard frosts every morning and icy draughts that bit at exposed hands and faces.”
– J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix.
At some point in the not-so-distant past, you know that Monk Gregory, sitting at his dimly lit desk, must have had a cat knock over an ink bottle and ruin many hours of manuscript work.
“Loki was interested in things because he was interested in them, and in the way they were in the world. He was neither kind nor gentle, not anyway when he inhabited the world of myth. In the folktales he was a fire demon, mostly benign, providing warmth for hearths and ovens. In the world of Asgard he was smiling and reckless, a forest fire devouring what stood in its path.”
– A. S. Byatt, Ragnarok: The End Of The Gods.

Women In Trees: A Charming Genre, Rediscovered.
HirschyHirschfelder photographed by
Sebastian Sabal-Bruce for The Line Vol. 4 December 26, 2016.
“He had never before been quite so acutely aware of the particular quality and function of November, its ripeness and its hushed sadness.”
– Ellis Peters, Brother Cadfael’s Penance.
If you’re an adult, do the stuff you couldn’t as a kid.
Like, me and my sister went to a museum, and they had an extra exhibit of butterflies. But it cost £3. So we sighed, walked past, then stopped. We each had £3. We could see the butterflies. And we did it was great. We followed it up with an ice-cream as well because Mum and Dad weren’t there to say no.
I was driving back from a work trip with 2 other people in their early 20s, and we drove past a MacDonalds. One of the others went “Aww man, I’d love a McFlurry.” And the guy driving pulled in to the drive through. It was wild. But it was great.
I went to a park over the weekend and I was thinking “Man, I’d love to hire one of those bikes and cycle round the park.” It took me a few minutes to go “Wait, I can hire one of those bikes!”
I guess what I’m saying is, those impulsive things you wanted to do as a kid – see the dinosaur exhibit, play in the fountains with the other kids, lie in the shade for 2 hours – you can do when you’re an adult. You have to deal with a whole lot of other bull, but at least you can indulge your inner 8 year-old.
“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”
– L.M. Montgomery, Anne of Green Gables.
Shockingly, I am incapable of anything, anything at all. I’m going to dig a hole and settle down into it and wait for the rain to submerge me.