Rummaging Through Bookmarks

Remember when bookmarks were something slipped between two paper pages? I have a bookmarks folder for names in the world, and another one of cool things rummaged while writing, often on the way to something else. This is one of them

The Black Book of Carmarthen, digitized by The National Library of Wales (which is where I saw it), “A collection of Welsh poetry compiled by one scribe during the mid-13th century, and containing verse composed at various times during the period between the eighth and thirteenth centuries. The volume includes triads (p. 27), religious and vaticinatory poetry, eulogies, elegies and numerous poems relating to the Myrddin Legend.”

Rummaging Through Bookmarks

May Day, 2018

Happy May Day! I took myself on a little vacation from writing today, after writing a poem each day for all of April.

It was warm and mostly sunny and I had reserved a spot in a rare books something at the Clark. They’d sent a reminder email and I was thankful and I’m so glad I went. Besides hearing about the library and its collection and how to access it, we heard about an interesting array of “childrens” books – and passed them around the table to look at! There was much surprise expressed about this. I think we all expected either to be just shown the books or to wear gloves. One of the books was from the late 1600’s – considered to be the first known instance of the idea of Mother Goose – from France! It had been rebound by Mr. Sterling and was beautiful, as were many of the selection – beautiful marbled endpapers, beautiful illustrations and typography. A man who sat near me taught me how to look for the bookbinder’s signature. A good and welcome new skill.

I went with a bit of time ahead of it to do a little painting, of course and it was a pleasure to sit outside in the warm sun.

Good Mail Days

The past few days have been good mail days. I wish I’d done an unboxing video of the package that arrived today: Several turns of brown wrapping paper held securely with tough water-activated packing tape, securely taped corrugated cardboard, several more turns of a finer white wrapping paper, and voila, the book. Because of the tape, you couldn’t just rip it apart so it required a sharp implement and some care and much pleasure resulted before the book appeared in view.

It came accompanied by a 52/52 postcard. It’s hard to get into a weekly anticipation flow so I try hard to take them as they come. Thanks Evi!

The first book to arrive, Conversations With Artists, arrived similarly but in more modern wrappings, also requiring some diligence and care, just as securely wrapped but with less pleasurable materials (although all were marked recyclable!)

What to read? What to read?

Mom and I like to order from Dover Books now and again. Often she’ll want coloring books, bookmarks and such and I’ll look through the catalogue and fill in the order with things to give us free shipping or use of a coupon etc. It’s a happy joining of purposes.

This time I ordered two books I hadn’t spotted before and now, well friends I hardly know where to begin I am so enamored of both!

The first to jump into my cart was the book by John Pike on watercolor. My home palette is by John Pike and I knew he was a Woodstock NY painter. This is a reprint of the 1974 edition of his book, originally published in 1966. Here’s an illustration of the palette, still in production and still a favorite of many.

Fortunately, we needed a little more for this order and I found another book I’d not seen before, The Welsh Fairy Book by W. Jenkyn Thomas, a 2001 reprint of the original 1907 edition. There are a few familiar tales and one that revealed one of those happy coincidences – I’ve named a family in my NaNoWriMo story Gadarn which is just perfect for them.

Guess I’ll just have to read both at once!

Friday

Up at the crack of dark to go to work, after a night when the kittens just wouldn’t quit… Had a nice reward after I got to the mall:

iPhone X* launch of course so no one was in the parking lot looking up. They were all lined up in the mall by the Apple Store. I managed to work long enough that if I had taken my lunch and last break I would have had 15 minutes of work remaining so we agreed I’d go home.

Had a nice early dinner with Mom. Today would have been my parents’ 66th wedding anniversary. Mom and I did a lot of chatting despite the fact that my voice was about non-existent.

Then I decided to stop at the East Greenbush Library to see if I could kick start my NaNoWriMo word count. In earlier years I used to duck into the library every night, hole up in a corral and write until I ran out of words or until they kicked everyone out. On Friday they close at six which gave me just enough time to set up, sit down, start writing – oh! THERE’S an idea! – and get about 800 words before the next to last call. The library is in their booksale mode though and even though the library was closed the book sale was open til 8:30. I spotted a book of quotations on the way in and there it still was on the way out… meant to be. But then I went in and looked around. I can’t show some of the goodies I got because they’re for someone else but here’s a sample:

The kittens are not getting that I’m not amused. I just wanted to crawl into bed with a cup of my un-drunk thermos o’tea and it felt so good climbing between the newly changed sheets and yes of course tea everywhere… grrr.

Let’s do it again tomorrow.

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She Wins!

This morning my phone indicated a call from Williamstown and the nice voice said I’d won three books. One was particularly exciting but I can’t say what it is because it’s –ahem– my first holiday gift for 2017.

So here are the other two, quite exciting in their own right: