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A Necklace of Memorable Days

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"Happiness is a matter of one's most ordinary everyday mode of consciousness being busy and lively and unconcerned with self. To be damned is for one's ordinary everyday mode of consciousness to be unremitting agonising preoccupation with self."

Iris Murdoch, The Nice and The Good

What sort of diary should I like mine to be? Something loose-knit and yet not slovenly, so elastic that it will embrace anything, solemn, slight or beautiful, that comes into my mind. I should like it to resemble some deep old desk or capacious hold-all, in which one flings a mass of odds and ends without looking them through. I should like to come back, after a year or two, and find that the collection had sorted itself and refined itself and coalesced, as such deposits so mysteriously do, into a mould, transparent enough to reflect the light of our life, and yet steady, tranquil compounds with the aloofness of a work of art. The main requisite, I think, on reading my old volumes, is not to play the part of a censor, but to write as the mood comes or of anything whatever; since I was curious to find how I went for things put in haphazard, and found the significance to lie where I never saw it at the time.

V. Woolf

" She strung the afternoon on the necklace of memorable days, which was not too long for her to be able to recall this one or that one; this view, that city; to finger it, to feel it, to savour, sighing, the quality that made it unique."

Virginia Woolf, Moments of Being

"Why did I write any of my books, after all? For the sake of the pleasure, for the sake of the difficulty. I have no social purpose, no moral message; I've no general ideas to exploit, I just like composing riddles with elegant solutions."

Vladamir Nabokov

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The Ecurie Lucky Luke on Basin Street is one of the few remaining downtown
stables for the caleche horses.

Caine says:

Wow. Amazing contrasts. I like this a lot.

29th Sep 2007, 03:38

swamprose says:

dammit. really nice shot.

29th Sep 2007, 03:48

Dhamaka says:

this is lovely

I wore the bracelet you gave me yesterday. Unfortunately didn't get to Beth's do so it didn't get the airing I had intended for it :(

29th Sep 2007, 08:51

Viv says:

the horse stands so proud in its humble palace

29th Sep 2007, 11:45

hildegard says:

Blimey, that's a bit ramshackle from the outside. Aren't they missing a tourist-op here? Shouldn't someone be running a caleche yard/"Canada's equine history experience" doo-dah in some nice old yard somewhere about town?

29th Sep 2007, 14:18

JokerXL says:

Looks a bit "scrappy" but at the same time, they look well cared for.
Is that because it's so urban?

*Googles Caleche*

29th Sep 2007, 16:31

JokerXL says:

Got it!

"calèche = sleigh"

Is that French or K'bek-french?

29th Sep 2007, 16:39

factotum says:

The Canadian Encyclopedia says

Caleche: French word used in Canada for a light, 2-wheeled carriage drawn by a single horse, with a folding hood and seats for 2 passengers with another for the driver on the splashboard. Slow-moving caleches are commonly seen in Old Montreal and Quebec City, where they are used for the conveyance of sightseers."

but these horse do pull sleighs in winter, up on the carriage roads on the mountain though, not on the city streets.

There's a photo of a caleche here
/> and here

29th Sep 2007, 16:53