"There she weaves by night and day
A magic web with colours gay.
She has heard a whisper say,
A curse is on her if she stay
To look down to Camelot.
She knows not what the curse may be,
And so she weaveth steadily,
And little other care has she,
The Lady of Shallott."
- Alfred, Lord Tennyson
Photos taken at the new house. Which is, rather annoyingly, not going to be my new house for much longer. It's a shame, but I'll get over it.
I hate to mention the weather, but it was freezing today. Not literally freezing, this is Australia after all, but it got down to around four degrees and it was cold. I am going to be terrible in Europe this November but it will be worth it. I might get to see snow! A rarity in my neck of the woods. These photographs kind of reflect this recent coldness. They're very wintery looking.
I've been reading Rosa's blog lately, her posts are wonderfully inspiring. After spending an evening reading about her adventures, I looked into a bit of poetry. I'd like to read more, but have difficulty in finding some in a medium I enjoy. Most of the poetry I've read has been for school assignments or in novels (the above is courtesy of Anne of Green Gables). Some of my favourite novels are those by Ruth Elwin Harris, about a group of four sisters living near the Quantock Hills in England. In the novels, Antony reads quite a bit of poetry, and poems such as The Rime of the Ancient Mariner and Kubla Khan by Samuel Taylor Coleridge are referenced throughout. These may be well known poems, for all I know, but they feature in my favourite books so I enjoy them. I would like to branch out though, so if you have any poetry recommendations, leave a comment.
Listening to: Little Ones - Gramercy Riffs
Hi! I'm Louise. I am a writer, photographer, traveler, book fanatic and blogger. I love to post about my adventures and the little things I do that make life fun.