Developing habit: take walks in the evening during golden hour to not only walk but look for opportunities to take photos. Often when I’m out and about it’s the mid-day hours. Not the best light for photos. I’m using an old app called Rizon to give me the heads up when golden hour starts and ends.

From The Public Domain Review: Unai no tomo: Catalogues of Japanese Toys (1891–1923)

A bunch of great movie recommendations from Wes Anderson, along with some interesting ancedotes. (via Kottke)

As it’s the app store’s 15th birthday I’m seeing a lot of screenshots of peoples first App Store downloads and here’s mine!

My grandmother’s copy of The Complete Works of Shakespeare, from 1924—given to me recently by my mum. It wasn’t in the best shape with some loose pages and tape holding the spine in place. I took it to a shop that repairs old books and they patched it up nicely.

Current audiobook library loan: Master and Commander by Patrick O’Brian 📚👂

This might be the first day I haven’t played ToTK since it was released.

Want to read: This Little Art by Kate Briggs 📚

“…an intricately structured and finely crafted work that manages to feel refreshingly impromptu…”, says Marisa Grizenko in the latest edition of Plain Pleasures, her book review newsletter. I recommend subscribing!

This Little Art is novel length essay about the trials and tribulations of translation. The publishers blurb calls it “…a genre-bending song for the practice of literary translation…”.

On a whim I checked the library to see if they have a copy—it turns out, yes they do!—so I scooped it up and since this book comes with a deadline I’m actually going to read it now and not two years from now as would likely be the case if I’d found a second hand copy.

Congratulations to local author Christine Lai on the publication of her debut novel, Landscapes.

Some recent purchaes from Paperhound bookshop in Vancouver: Ginzburg, Lem and a Tuttle paperback about myths and legends of Hawaii.

Rebecca Solnit on walking and hoping, two aspects of the same path

“…whose reward is arrival in the unanticipated, and whose very nature is in contrast with the tenor of our time, a time preoccupied with the arrival and the quantifiable. Many love certainty so much more than possibility that they choose despair [emphasis added], itself a form of certainty that the future is notable and known.”

It feels like Solnit is staring into my soul! Originally from an essay in a book called Sole/Soul Sermons. I took it from a longer excerpt in chapter six of Jenny Odell’s new book Saving Time.