It's been ages. Sorry. Fixing all the links/pictures just seemed like too enormous/tedious a task, so I let the whole thing slide I'm afraid. And life was a bit mental for most of last year, particularly the second half. But I'm going to go back and fix, painstakingly, all the broken stuff in this old thing and see if I can't start writing here again, because I enjoyed it for the six months I was doing it.

So, to kick off again, a book and a picture. The book is William Fiennes's The Snow Geese, which I started reading back in November I think, and have been struggling a little with. It's a travel book really, I suppose, with the author following snow geese as they migrate, with the spring, from the USA up to the Canadian arctic and their breeding grounds. The mechanics of bird emigration are fascinating. Really, the book's about homecoming, I suppose, and I like it, but I do find his prose a little mannered, a little self-consciously poetic, for my taste. He's been compared to Annie Dillard, but I don't think he has her simplicity. Still, it's a beautiful book, and good to read in the cold weather we're currently (finally) having.

And a picture to celebrate Wednesday's snow, which (predictably) messed up travel in the capital, but was a treat to wake up to.