Few things capture the mood of the end of the year holidays as well as reading books. Actually, few things are more topical than reading books. I wish that the world could go on a mini sabbatical to relish in reading books and the reconvene.
This is one of my latest reads, The wasted vigil by Nadeem Aslam.
This novel is situated in the country side of Afghanistan and the protagonists are a former CIA agent, an old British doctor, a Russian woman, a young Afghani female teacher, and her fundamentalist compatriot. Criminals at the scene of a crime. Their personal stories are woven together against the background of a ravaged country. Nadeem Aslam not only creates an interesting plot – he also provides a wealth of historical, geopolitical and cultural information and facts that are of great relevance in our days.
The next book is already on the table, and I am picking up threads. The more I read, the more I want to read, because one thing leads to another and the world is just so magnificently complex. I end up looking things up on the net, taking notes and learning some fascinating things. Highly recommended.
An aunt-made Christmas sock that made it to Hyperborea all the way from the fatherland on Christmas Eve.
A lit up Cathedral at 07.00 am on Christmas day.
The alotment sun-basking on boxing day…
An ad hoc coffee date at Wayne’s with a striped baby and her entourage.
A batch of Greek kiwis for 1 SEK a piece, just because they remind me of the landscape of Pieria.
And an attempt to home-grow cones…
The end of the year holidays go so well with books. Dark afternoons call for diving into the world of words and getting into the spirit of closure. Despite the lukewarm winds and untypical December weather, I am really looking forward to cutting down on screen time in favor of more time spent on the leisurly turning of pages and offline browsing.
Libraries are such amazing places if you think of it…On my last visit, I discovered the basement floor, where less popular or older publications are stored to avoid serious book jams in the main hall. So in my latest to read-stack, I’ve got some tales from the crypt. Instead of staying in a dark basement for Christmas, they will be spending it with me.
What are you reading?
This is admittedly the darkest time of the year. November has been grey, but the first days of December came with a promise of cooler weather, clearer skies and flakes of snow…
The sun rises late and sets early – some time after three o’clock. There is something particularly soothing about this envelope of darkness. Of course, I make sure to spend a good amount of time outdoors daily, while it’s still “day”.
I am a witness to so much beauty, totally free of charge, that I can not help but wonder why there is not more peace and contentment, at least in this part of the world. There is so much to be in awe about, don’t you think?