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Tuesday, November 24, 2015

First Snow and a New Sprawling Epic

When I walked out the door to drive to a local farm to pick up our poor deceased turkey for Thanksgiving, it was just starting to snow, with a bit of a punch. It continued snowing all the way to the farm but stopped when I traveled farther south to buy the rest of our Thanksgiving dinner. Then, on the drive home, a few flakes started falling as I passed our post office, and the snow increased in intensity all the way westward to home. This happens so often and delights me. I drive west for five miles from the post office, and as I go, the snow becomes steadier, and by the time the car is climbing up our mountain road, it's really snowing and accumulating. It's a reliable weather phenomenon, and one I love. Driving into winter, I call it.

Several late afternoons ago, I started reading Ken Follett's Fall of Giants, the first in the 20th-century trilogy. I'm wrapped up in it, though I have plenty of other books on my plate. And it's 1,000 pages. It's been a very, very long time since I've tackled a book of this length. I'm also finishing The Emigrants by W.G. Sebald, delving into Beowulf a bit at a time, and reading The Mistletoe Inn by Nicholas Paul Evans for the half-hour before I fall asleep. I can't read anything with any complexity before bed because I usually forget the details by the next morning, except for the fluffier kinds of books. Actually, this one is quite captivating, if you're into a sentimental, romantic Christmas tale, which I always am this time of year.


 

4 comments:

  1. I read Fall of Giants on a 2 week vacation in FL several years ago... totally consuming! You probably already know it's the first of a trilogy. I want to pick up Winter of the World and continue the series, but the length is daunting. Enjoy!!

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    1. It's just the kind of book I need right now. A really good TOME that I can sink my teeth into and disappear for a while.
      I know what you mean about the length--After several days I hit p. 125, but it looks like I've merely made a very small dent.

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  2. I haven't read anything by any of those authors, but I do relate to your journey into winter. Where we lived before we were close to the sea and rarely got snow, but just half a mile up the road was where the snow began, at the same place every year..

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    1. I find the snow especially beautiful at this time of year, when the light is low all day long, and the snow just frosts the trees and ground. Love it!

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