Possibly the worst time in the world to discover a new time-consuming obsession is in the days with the longest to-do lists in the year, those leading up to Christmas. So perhaps you'd best just note this for reading on Boxing Day. I'm being silly here, I know. It reminds me of a joke that was at Grandmother's house, a couple of wood blocks hinged together like a greeting card. On the front it said
Open in Case of Fire
When one, in curiosity, naturally opened it one found
Not Now, Dummy! In Case of Fire!!!
I don't know how many times I opened the stupid thing and laughed. My excuse for then was that I was a child. That it still amuses me, well, there is no excuse, is there?
Anyhow, I've recently discovered three new blogs, the first, Little Augury, because of A Femme d'Un Certain Age. Then two more, An Aesthete's Lament, and Frence Essence, via Little Augury. Never mind the objects they hold up that one might think about buying (I don't even go there, it's just not my thing), these blogs are full of visual wealth, introductions to people from the (inter-war) period of my dreams - and others, sprinkled with words I almost know, but need to look up to learn more. It will take me months to make my way through the back catalog of their posts and to peruse all the ideas they so lavishly present.
I suspect there are many more blogs on their respective lists equally as seductive, but I refuse to look until I've done some tidying up of my blog list, removing the ones that didn't prove that interesting to make room for new time-wasters sources of my fine arts education.
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