I thought I’d have a look at Gray’s Elegy for a title today, though many people have beaten me to it. Originally I was going to use The Dying of the Light from Dylan Thomas, but it seemed over-dramatic just for a post bemoaning the shortness of winter days.
I know that Hardy took Far from the Madding Crowd from Gray and always presumed Kubrick took Paths of Glory from himtoo. Checking with Wikipedia I now know this to be true, though it came via a novel, and two other works – a painting and a memoir, had already used it.
They used to call cigarette cards the poor man’s encyclopaedia. I suppose that this is now a fair description of Wikipedia, though the poor man in question needs a link to the internet.
Anyway, was just going to say that the lie-in worked and I am feeling refreshed but by the time I had planned the menus and switched on the computer the light is already fading and the planned photographic expedition may be postponed. Instead I will show a few shots from this morning, entitled 6.45 am in a cold car park.
The camera did quite well in low light.
I took a picture of a lost glove to add to the bleakness of the piece. Later, I may use the picture again. There was a lost hat too, which I thought about picking up. A good wash and it would have been right as rain, suitable for charity even if I didn’t need it. However, these good intentions faded in the cold.
I prefer summer.
Tomorrow I have a blood test. A blood test before it is light seems such a depressing thing.
