Now I am reading Haruki Murakami's
Wind-up bird chronicle, in English. I wanted to read
1Q84 in Japanese. I have checked on Kindle before Christmas. But, alas, the one I can buy at Amazon UK has no application for Japanese language. Shame. Then I found
Wind-up bird chronicle in the library last Sunday, so I took it out.
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| Crocus |
Unexpectedly, I had no problem with translated version. Perhaps, the translator is really good, or Murakami's
style goes fine with English rhythm, or both. After dinner, I settle in
a sofa, and read until either Mike or Pearl comes to ask me 'Are you
going up, yet?' To Mike, I say,'Just until the end of chapter',
and I kept reading another two chapters or so. I just couldn't stop. But
when Pearl came, touched my hand with her wet cold nose, and stared
at me with those doe eyes two nights ago, 'Just a minute' I said, and
finished the chapter quickly, and up we went. There is something about dog's
silent demand.
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| Cyclamen coum-I love hardy cyclamens. |
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| A bee on honeysuckle bush. Lovely scent! |
It is marvellous day today. A bit chilly, but very sunny. The presence of early spring is in our garden, even though we are supposed to have a cold snap this weekend. I can see them! Even bell flowers opened in the tiny cracks of stones.
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| Bell flowers in January! |
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