Tuesday, June 27, 2017

For Your Reading Pleasure 6/27/17

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Recently I read My Brilliant Career by Miles Franklin, the latter being a pseudonym for Stella Maria Sarah Miles Franklin. The book was first published in 1901. What is so amazing to me is that Ms. Franklin wrote the book when she was only sixteen. Her command of language and storytelling is incredible.

The story, told in first person, takes place in the Australian bush country during the mid- to late 1890s. It is fiction, yet autobiographical. Sybylla Melvyn is our highly precocious, talented, high-strung, self-centered, feminist-before-her-time, independent heroine. At times I empathized with her, at others I wanted to shake her.

It was a time when life was difficult for many in Australia. The era and place were both gritty and beautiful, as shared so perfectly by the author. Have your dictionary/smartphone handy because there were many terms/words unfamiliar to me. I also enjoyed looking up images of such things as kookaburras, goannas, various trees, etc.

The book is also a great love story, but....  How I wish I had come across a Harold Beecham in my life! There is a sequel entitled My Career Goes Bung, or entitled The End of My Career, which I hope to read also.

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The edition I read had a short biography of Franklin. She led a difficult, but fascinating life. I believe she managed to write seventeen books, but she felt that her first, My Brilliant Career, had been her best. I hope you'll read it and enjoy it. And please let me know if you do! I'm eager now to read more vintage books that take place in Australia.

Happy reading!
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Sunday, June 25, 2017

Another Wise Word

"Who of you by worrying can add a single hour to your life? Since you cannot do this very little thing, why do you worry about the rest?"
Luke 12:25,26

Here's a link to an older post I wrote about dealing with worry. Maybe there will be something helpful to you.

The photos are of another gift of stationery that I neglected to share in my last post. Its box is good-sized, and will make a lovely trinket or jewelry box. I keep it on a stack of decorating books. I suppose I could remove the few cards I have left, and make other use of the box sooner rather than later. I love its pretty cover art. (Papyrus calls this type of box "keepsake flip-top box with magnetic closure"; I don't know if this design is still available, but you can search here under Stationery.)

Have a great start to your week. I already have Tuesday's book post written, so hopefully I'll get it published early in the day. (I don't auto-publish because I always seem to have one or two last-minute changes.)

Don't worry, be happy! 

Many blessings,

Friday, June 23, 2017

My Stationery

Stationery has come and gone over the course of my life, but today I'm sharing what I have on hand at the current time. Some is getting to be twenty years old. Some arrived as gifts that are much appreciated and enjoyed. Some belonged to my dear mother. (Sorry for the dark photos; and that was the light outside on my little back porch! I've used auto correct wherever I found it helped a little bit.)

Kitties with attitude.

The kitty stationery in the boxes belonged to my mother first.

I used to be a pretty good letter writer. I still have many of my letters to my mother and grandmother that I found after their deaths. And theirs to me. One of  my projects has been to go through them to see if I can thin them down to the most meaningful. 

Crane on top; the bottom two are Hallmark. My son informs me the music is a Chopin Nocturne.

Just as in Austen's days, I even have had friends in town with whom I exchanged letters. Sometimes I prefer it to a phone call. 

I've shared this before. It's Papyrus and was a gift. Very beautiful, large paper
and an equally gorgeous box.

This and that. I've omitted one or two.

I keep a little sheet of paper in each box to note who I've sent which design so that they can have the pleasure of a different one next time.

Just a couple remain of these.

I bought the French Country notecards; the others were gifts. So cute.

You'd think I'd write more letters! However, I've written three in the last couple weeks, so I hope to continue along those lines. Although these days I mostly text or email, for me, writing and/or receiving snail mail is still one of the great joys in life. What about you?

But Beatrix was a practical person. She stayed cheerful by focusing on what she had and what she could do, rather than making herself unhappy by longing for what she would never have or couldn't do.
From The Tale of Cuckoo Brow Wood, The Cottage Tales of Beatrix Potter (Book 3)
by Susan Wittig Albert

Thanks for visiting! Have a delightful weekend!