Catherine Eaton
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Writer, naturalist, myth and oak lover, museum and play goer. Pursuer of whimsy. she/her. sparrowpost.com
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Day 2. The colors are changing fast.
Sunny day. Favorite maple with more red and now orange spreading out from the top crown.
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David, I'm so glad you love it here. 😄💜 my best thoughts to you as well. I was thinking about reading more by Thomas Mann and remembered of our discussion about his work. It's a fine thing to chat about books together ☺️📚
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It'll all drop by Thanksgiving if we're lucky, ha
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🪶 In the Ojibwe language, the word for chickadee is gijigijigaaneshiinh. To hear it pronounced (it sounds really cool) visit ojibwe.lib.umn.edu/m...
Photo of a Black-capped Chickadee by Chad Hordewel. A speech bubble from the bird's mouth says "Hi, I'm gijigijigaaneshiinh"
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My favorite maple has begun to turn at last. It's the latest I've ever seen this happen.
Crown of a maple beginning to turn deep red at the center top.
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The Brontës must be in the air. I recently decided to reread Charlotte's Shirley. I had to order a new copy as the text in my old Penguin has shrunk since I last read it a few decades ago (holding out on bifocals for as long as I can) 😬
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I've been rereading sections and have come to realize these wonderfully comedic sections are happening during their regular evening gatherings, soirées. No food to distract anyone! just music and chat.
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As do I! He’s been so underrated but over the last few years or so, I’ve noticed he’s being read more. a very good thing.
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contrary to its title, Bleak House is very funny and makes me laugh every time I read it.
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A little language
of dew, then.

Denise Levertov, Craving
Craving
Wring the swan's neck, seeking a little language of drops of blood.
How can we speak of blood, the sky is drenched with it.
A little language of dew, then.
It dries.
A language of leaves underfoot.
Leaves on the tree, trembling in speech. Poplars
tremble and speak
if you draw near them.
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Trollope's are also a joy to read, but of course, are very different. I'm starting to think that writers that can write terrific dinner party scenes are among the best.
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I had no idea Proust was so funny. His dinner parties are a joy to read. #AContinuation25
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I've been meaning to start her for ages but wasn't sure where to start. this is perfect
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A cop and a taoist priest ! I didn't expect this combination but I can see it since he put it like that
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There's gotta be a Taoist in this mix. I know the drill
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Jeremy Tiang translated Hunter and he's become one of those translators I always keep an eye for. I loved Beijing Sprawl.
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"hazy moon --
bumping into
a small pine" Chiyo-ni
(image: Kaii Higashiyama)
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I was very tempted by Hunter the other day. Picked up Bora Chung's Midnight Timetable and Harpman's Orlanda instead but I Still wish I had gotten it too. That's book greed for you.
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Inadvertently found some of Jim Bachor's mosiac work to my great delight. Found on the corner of Van Buren and Michigan, near the Fine Arts Building. "Here lies a pothole 2005-2024"
Fine mosiac work (like you'd see in a fine old building) filling in a sidewalk pothole. The epitaph in the middle of the mosiac: Here lies a pothole 2005-2024
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What!! You definitely upped the hardness level by adding that one. I hope you are properly hydrated now? And with a very nice drink too--which you fully deserve!

I can only do three hours with my parental units. Tops. There's such a sweetness when leaving and returning to one's own world
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*clapclapclapclapclap* a fine feat! Five hours is no joke.
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Interior detail: 'Windyhill'. Charles Rennie Mackintosh. 1901.