"The Browning Readers" by Sir William Rothenstein (English, 1872-1945), 1900, Bradford Art Galleries and Museums
I guess summer is officially over now. We had our first snowfall yesterday. The previous day was gorgeous with over 70F temps, and then it plummeted yesterday. I had to pull out my scarf and gloves. At lunchtime I looked out the window at work and it was snowing furiously outside--big fluffy flakes. I have to admit it was really pretty to see the pine trees covered in snow, but I still did an internal shudder. Snow. I'm just not ready, but I consider myself lucky as by the time I went home in the evening it had mostly melted. I know the East Coast was slammed with snow already, so this was just a very tiny preview of things to come later (hopefully much later).
So there are loads of paintings with women sitting in gardens and by sunny windows reading, but not so many that include snow. Not a single one as a matter of fact that I could find. Not that I expect a woman to be sitting outside in her winter coat reading, but maybe a view outside of a window? This was as close as I could come, though I must say, stoke up that fire, put on a shawl and get out a nice warm blanket. That's what I plan on doing now as a matter of fact. I am within the last one hundred pages of two books, and if you'll excuse me I just want to go and read. I'm going to play hooky from blogging tonight even though I was going to write about Alan Bennett's The Uncommon Reader. Watch for that post next week!
By the way, did anyone watch Case Histories on PBS? I only half watched them as I have only read the first Jackson Brodie book by Kate Atkinson. What I saw, I liked! I'm putting those three episodes on my holiday wishlist, and guess what book I dug out of my piles? Yes, One Good Turn. I hope to read it soon. But no new books until I finish a few first.