The latest in patterned tights. Oh, how I want these.

tatteredcover:

Read my tights. bookriot: Wear your nerdery with pride AND style!

teachingliteracy: printed tights.

dr-tarl: bratini

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The Joy of Books (X)

This is very enjoyable, but if you want to watch the whole thing in sequence (as a video), you can do so here. 

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teachingliteracy:

 (by ello lovey)

The Tiger is structured around the hunt, and Vaillant uses the time between the tiger’s two kills to build up the historical narrative that is so integral to the current conflict. But, as the days grow shorter (the book takes place in the weeks leading up to Christmas) and the timeline grows tighter, the intensity of the hunt builds until you’re forced to read at breakneck speed, barely pausing to breath, because the tiger could be anywhere. When the inevitable confrontation occurs, though, Vaillant slows everything down; a second becomes a minute and, as if the page is a lens, he pans around the attack, allowing you to see it from every angle before speeding everything back up to realtime. It’s an incredible finish and it will leave you gasping.

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In The Weed that Strings the Hangman’s Bag, the second book in the series, Bradley took us away from Buckshaw and into the village of Bishop’s Lacey and all the gossip and memories of other people. By setting A Red Herring Without Mustard back on Buckshaw’s grounds he’s bridging what we know about the villagers with what we’re learning about the de Luce’s. Coming closer to home means seeing more of Flavia’s inner world, including how hurt she is by the meanness of her older sisters, and how much she grieves for Harriet, a mother she never knew. I’ve always thought of Flavia as distinctly Miss Marple-esque, and although that comparison stands in terms of sleuthing and poking around, Bradley takes care in his third book to remind us that she is still a little girl and, although she’s adept at solving crimes, the puzzles of life and relationships still need working out.

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The Paper Garden is, in my opinion, the whole package. It’s a riveting story about a woman who, against all odds, created an art form that has never been matched; it’s a contemporary coming-of-age story about another fascinating woman; and it’s told with language and photos that so lovely it’s hard to believe they’re real. Reading The Paper Garden now, while I’m in my twenties, makes me wonder if I’m working toward something (it makes me hope I am) and I can only imagine how I’ll feel when I reread it in twenty years, or in forty years. In her search for a role model, Peacock found the ultimate woman to look up to, and in sharing her discovery, has shown herself to be quite a uniquely talented woman as well.

Finish reading over here…

I can still recite this entire poem by memory.

theatlantic:

inothernews:

The story of In Flanders Fields, one of history’s most memorable wartime poems.

(h/t brnttecnfessns)

One of our favorites here at The Atlantic