* The subzero weather and recent snow zapped the remaining leaves-on-trees here. A ginko (I almost typed 'kinko') which yearly enchants me succumbed to the dead leaves hanging story. Not all is gloom however because propelled by the wind the leaves-on-trees shudder to produce a marvelous rustling sound.
* Schopenhaver: walking=a continuously checked falling.
* 'In Vlaamse Velden' Always I am interested in how the film industry of other countries present. This particular series offers the Great War from the viewpoint of Belgium. Several languages are used, as they are in Belgium, and the tension (ethnic?) between the speakers is portrayed. How invaded peoples react is informative. "To the German army and Germany. Soon may they be reunited" is a toast given by the owner of a house taken over by German officers. A bit of a soap opera at times but isn't that a fun way to present history? Fashion and costumely speaking, the Great War is my favorite era. The GW, a time between tightly corseted of previous eras and burn the damn thing (corset) with a great, healthy, full intake of breath. The soft, feminine, embellishments are still on the garments but the drag in the mud and filth length is gone and women can actually get down to productive work, unencumbered. Ghent is the home town of several characters and the sluices are opened to slow the German invasion which I knew happened in WWII in the Netherlands but was interested to learn the Belgians used this defense in the Great War.
* I have been away from the alphabet tapping here due to switching around rooms chez moi. A paint job, book moving, and more produced exhaustion and diversion from the recent voting in which (the vote) I did not participate. All is settled now and I am able to walk around in the dark without bruising (me).
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