Read: London Rules by Mick Herron ★★★☆☆ 📚
Enjoyable, more of the same from the series. Laughing out loud.
Volume 9 in an irregular series of specially created mixtapes for readers of Caught by the River.
I have seen links to this on Caught By the river a few times now. First time I followed up by listening. Really enjoyed a pretty eclectic mix of poetry & music.
I’ll be listening to more. I was disappointed that mixcloud does not support RSS feeds, so I had to use Huffduffer-video to listen to this on my commute. The Tracklist is on the Caught by the River site: Spoken Word & Nature Disco Vol. 9.
Holding Back the Years
As someone with an interest in natural history, I often look forward to seasonal occurrences, the first cuckoo or blackthorn blossom.
I also keep track of some of these things here on my blog and on Flickr. I find searching both places useful for all sorts of reasons, but not for figuring out what to expect or remembering when I’ve heard the first cuckoo.
A while back I, sort of solved the problem here by making a page that allows me to search the blog and order the results by the date without the years.
I’ve been playing about with Flickr searches in the same way and now have a simple page which searches for a tag and order the page by months, ignoring the years. The page loads the tag flora by default. If you give it a t parameter, it will search for that instead: ?t=butterfly. I’ve also brefly tested a u parameter for username. This needs to be a user’s NSID (71428177@N00 not troutcolor), it defaults to mine.
It also also loads the first 500 images, which is a bridge I’ll need to cross for some tags soon.
Following a link from Brad I saw the lovely Making Websites Should Be Easy and then the handy What is a feed? (a.k.a. RSS) | About Feeds. Add a link to the last to my sidebar.
Read: An Olive Grove in Ends by Moses McKenzie ★★★★☆ 📚
Sort of Top Boy in Bristol. Once you adjust to the patois, it is an engrossing & exciting read. I felt quite conflicted by the resolution.
Watched Perfect Days this afternoon. Lovey quiet film. I think someone must have lifted the box of cassettes I threw out a decade or so ago. 🎬🎥
As we got to the top of the hill a golden eagle came from behind it at about our height. It soared, folded its wings and dived. Another appeared and they crossed the glen soaring and diving all the way. To entranced to lift my camera.