Cleaning up the backlog means it’s two-in-one today, on which ‘two’ stands for ‘a couple of impressive photography books’. The topics couldn’t be any more different: one is about gardens and the other features theatres; nature and architecture are maybe on the opposite side of the spectrum, but I think they can complement each other in a beautiful way.
Travel books are comfort books. They’re there to take you on a journey–always appreciated–and show you new places. Or, old places you can’t get enough of. Here We Are… on Route 66 belongs to the latter category. I think I read a decent chunk of Route 66-related books, and I’m still coming back for more: there are so many attractions, so many cool places, and signs.
Another book caught in the bottleneck—there are 5-6 of them, I think—and I’m sorry because Inside Your Japanese Garden deserves the highest praises. No one rated it on GoodReads yet, I mean, which. A crime, let me tell you.
Did you know Iceland is in my top Countries I’d Like To Move To As Soon As I Get The Chance list? Thing is, I’ve been dreaming of leaving my homeland since I was a little girl, and maybe, just maybe, the time has come now.
This is going to be a mini-review rather than a regular one. Why? Because I caught the plague of the millennium right after shelving London’s Great Railway Stations, the protected copy expired while I dealt with it, and that means I have to rely on memory now.
Museums are very dear to me. If I had the means, I’d spend the rest of my life traveling abroad and visiting art installations–there’s so much beauty in the world I’d like to see first-hand! Until someone delivers a truck full of money to my doorstep, though, traveling via books will have to do.
So, you say winter, you say garden, and your standard reaction would be meh. Winter is the season of bare trees, pines, and rotten leaves, right? Wrong. Gardens are alive in winter too, just in a different way.
What a gift Let’s Get Lost has been. It sat on my Edelweiss shelf, almost unassuming, as if it didn’t want to take up too much space (humanizing books, now? Why, yes), and it caught my eye because of the promise in the title. Let’s Get Lost, it said—neither in the neighborhood nor after making a wrong turn, but truly lost.
Transylvania’s History A to Z: 100 Word Stories delivers what it says on the tin. Tiny stories and poems about Transylvania, inspired by the rich history of Romania.
Brutalism. You either love it or hate it, right? Not really, no. You can love it and get horrified on occasion - the two things can and will go hand in hand. It’s like the slow-mo train wreck of architecture.