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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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Cote St Luc Road, Honest!

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Most Montrealers would never recognize the first two photos as Cote Saint
Luc Road. This is the western most section leading to the Meadowbrook
golf course, a greenspace which people are working hard to preserve. (Mr F. remembers when most of the town of Cote Saint Luc was farmland.)
Several blocks to the east is the intersection of Cote Saint Luc Road
and Westminster Avenue ( the last two photos). This is the Cote Saint
Luc Road that most people would recognize- four lanes, bus routes, high rise buildings et cetera.

Sagbolt Cheznick says:

A few blocks away, the lady at the Curzon Grill would sell cigars to small children. I used to think I was pretty cool, smoking a big see-gar, out in the wilds of Cote-St-Luc, far from adult eyes. Four hours of puking into a bush has not really brought wisdom, alas.

5th May 2008, 01:43

Dhamaka says:

I love the shadows on the road in the first couple and the planters in the last shot

@Sagbolt Cheznick - but you seem to have found perspective

5th May 2008, 07:58

JokerXL says:

Good to see spring's found you too.

5th May 2008, 09:21