Thursday, 5 July 2018

Clouds Building Over Mountains


    It is a common phenomenon to have clouds generated over mountains.  The Sun causes the air to warm over the mountain slopes, this warmed air rises,  and when it hits the cooler air higher up it forms clouds.  These clouds which we saw yesterday were a bit more dramatic than usual, so I couldn’t help but snap a photo.

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Wednesday, 4 July 2018

Mullein Rosette


    I think Mullein is generally thought of as a weed.  I usually see it growing along the margins of a highway or road.  It is generally known as the “Velvet Plant” because all of its leaves have a velvet like texture.  It has a history as a medicinal plant, that was used from everything from asthma, hemorrhoids, gout, burns, as well as other ailments.  
    It is generally a biennial, meaning it takes two years to grow, first year just forming a rosette (above) and the second year putting out a tall stem with yellow flowers.  It can grow up to 3 meters tall, although I have only seen them get about half size that around here.  In Appalachia, the yellow flowers were sometimes used as a yellow hair dye.  
    This blog forces me to constantly be on the lookout for something to take a photo of, and yesterday it was this Mullein rosette that caught my eye.  I found it growing along the edge of Highway 16, at the riverside rest area beside the Fraser River east of McBride.  Even though they are not uncommon, I’m pretty sure they are not a native plant that was probably brought in by some vehicle whizzing down the highway.

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Tuesday, 3 July 2018

All Wet





    It was raining most of the day yesterday, cold and wet.  Generally I am not very motivated to take photos on such days, but Joan mentioned that there were some nice drops of water on the delphiniums, and so I ventured out to the garden with the camera, and took the shot above.  I also took a photo of our poor, water-soaked geraniums that would probably be happy with some drier weather.


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American Vetch



    During the summer each wildflower has it’s time to bloom, and currently one of those that is showing off it’s colors is the American Vetch.  It is a viny member of the pea family that tangles its way along the side of the road or the edge of a field with small columns of magenta flowers.  I always enjoy seeing the purplish tinted clumps of vetch among the other wild flowers that are presently blooming.  


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Sunday, 1 July 2018

Showery Canada Day


    We are in the midst of a long cool showery period here in the Robson Valley.  All this unsettled weather seems somewhat appropriate for Canada Day.  Our unstable neighbor to the south has forced Canada into a trade war, even though our trading relationship with the US is overall balanced.  This will no doubt cause economic problems in both of our countries, so things are not going to be all sunny and bright in the future.
    Despite all that, Canadians will pull together and weather whatever storms are ahead.  Stay strong and Happy 151 Birthday, fellow Canadians.

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Saturday, 30 June 2018

On The Balance Beam



    Yesterday when I was out weeding in the garden, our cat Lucifer decided to test her skill on the board that is part of our deer fence around the garden.  I hadn’t noticed her climb up there, but Joan pointed to her as Lucifer was walking across the board and beginning to wonder how she would get back down.


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Friday, 29 June 2018

Villette by Charlotte Bronte


        Here is another "Obscure Book by a Famous Author" that I reviewed for our McBride Library Book Club.  Because it is no longer under copyright it is a free download on the internet.

Villette by Charlotte Bronte 
        Villette is the little known fourth novel of Charlotte Bronte, who is best known for writing Jane Eyre.  It was a re-writing of her first novel, The Professor which was rejected by publishers. 
       The storyline follows the life of Lucy Snowe, first as an English girl, then as a young woman.  It begins with 14 year old Lucy, living with her godmother because she no longer has family. Also in the home is Graham, the godmother’s son, who is a bit older than Lucy.  The household is then joined by Pauline, a pre-kindergarten-aged girl, who temporarily stays with the godmother because she has lost her mother, and her father must leave her to find work. 
      The young Pauline seems rather traumatized and very unresponsive to Lucy and the godmother, but warms up to Graham, after he teases her and is playful toward her.  I found little Pauline a bit creepy because her dialogues sounded more like the words of an adult, rather than a very young child.  
       The teenaged Lucy, leaves the home of her godmother to work as a companion to an elderly woman.  After a few years of this employment the woman dies and Lucy, without family or direction, strikes out alone, deciding to try her fortune in Belgium.  
        After arriving there, she fortunately secures a job teaching English and looking after the children of Madame Beck, a strong willed woman, who runs a girl’s school in the town of Villette.  Soon Madame Beck, who recognizes Lucy’s value, elevates Lucy to teaching English class in the school, rather than caring for her children. 
        Lucy, whose character is much like Jane Eyre (honest, very plain looking, decent, but lackluster) is a competent teacher and adapts to the school and Belgium. From a distance she watches handsome Dr. John, who is often called to the school to help ailing students.  Lucy discovers he is strongly attracted to Ginevra, a vane, but beautiful young women, one of the older students, but she keeps his secret.   Lucy and Dr. John’s relationship is initially just that of acquaintances. 
       When the school closes down for summer break, everyone except Lucy, leaves for fun or family,.  Her loneliness causes Lucy to fall into a deep depression.  One day in desperation, Lucy starts wandering the streets, getting lost in a storm and collapses. 
       She awakens in an unknown room, which puzzles her because all of the furniture and knick-knacks are familiar.  She is very confused.  Incredibly, the house she is in belongs to her godmother and her son Graham, who surprisingly, also now live in Villette, and more remarkable, it turns out that the man Lucy knew as Dr.John, is actually Graham—what an amazing coincidence.  
        She slowly recovers in the warmth of her godmother’s home.  She relishes being re-connected with the family and enjoys Dr. John’s company, although he continually talks praise of Ginevra, as Lucy tries to cool his fascination by hinting at Genevre’s flaws, but not totally badmouthing her.   A plutonic relationship develops between Lucy and Dr. John, and in time, Lucy’s feeling toward him turns to love.  
Will that relationship ever grow into something more, or will the storyline make a turn in an unexpected direction?  And whatever  happened to Pauline, the young girl from the first chapter, will there be any other amazing coincidences?  I won’t tell, you will have to read the book yourself to find out.
  This was not a novel filled with action, in fact I can’t think of anything that might described as action, except for a fire during a play Lucy and Dr. John attend, which caused people to elbow their way out of the theater, causing an injury that Dr John saw to.  The novel dwells on the non-exciting life of Lucy, who like Jane Erye, is a pretty low-key personality.  A lot of the novel dwells on Lucy’s description of the people around the school and her interpersonal relationships with students and staff at the school, and the incidences that happen there, but all pretty low key stuff.  
Many critics liked Villette more than Bronte’s Jane Eyre. One of the biggest drawbacks of the novel for me was the numerous French phrases in the book, sometimes whole paragraphs, that made me shrug my shoulders and skip ahead to the next English text, because I had no idea what they meant.  I found all the French quite frustrating, but the story, though slow, began to take an unexpected arc that veered it in a direction I hadn’t anticipated, and that kept me reading to the end. 
           
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