tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-47395247577388173422023-11-16T11:10:37.517+00:00Lady Jane GreyLady Jane Greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16308573105846116420noreply@blogger.comBlogger46125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739524757738817342.post-25108588604033035892012-09-28T03:19:00.003+01:002012-09-28T03:19:38.202+01:00The Name Says It All<iframe width="480" height="270" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/i6ZVEMzvZIY" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen></iframe>Lady Jane Greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16308573105846116420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739524757738817342.post-60286698670565398832012-09-15T01:46:00.000+01:002012-09-15T01:46:25.767+01:00Books, Books, Books<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">
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Yeah, yeah. Haven't posted in a while... Going to post more... Blah, blah, blah... etc. etc.</div>
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I recently told a certain Annie Watkins that she should start updating her blog, to which she responded that <u>I</u> should update <u>my</u> blog. So, here I am writing a blog post. If only Annie would, I don't know, say, take a picture of a valued possession of hers, and then post it on her blog (hint, hint, hint).</div>
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Anyways, who knows what this blog even is? I sure don't. Who am I even talking to? Myself? Most likely. What kind of person asks a question and then answers it themselves? I do. But in a larger sense, bad writers and conversationalists.<br />
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Well, now that's out of the way, here's a preview of what's to come:<br />
Books, books, books<br />
My newly acquired Fair Isle addiction<br />
The most exciting post about Tulips you will ever read (and that's only a small exaggeration)<br />
Lake Michigan <br />
And photos. There will always be more photos.<br />
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In conclusion, I will probably be writing a bit more. Maybe. We'll see.<br />
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p.s. I am sick, so that is my excuse for the ridiculous nature of this post.</div>
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There's nothing better than the first bike ride of summer....</div></div>Lady Jane Greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16308573105846116420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739524757738817342.post-89646682758926453772011-03-18T06:55:00.000+00:002011-03-18T06:55:12.556+00:00Technically it's still St. Patrick's Day in California....<div style="text-align: left;">For about 5 more minutes anyway...</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT3GebD-fG12xlpgAPQba1ON2YxOzvwIGRdLdt9lnjIadgpb3mNrynKQNTz_k9UBoOhEnYETcRDitrFNoWgqMoul7EPVrxKAq_NExmL5-gfX5Jm5R9FYN_vbyTWgDUL7YgNx_HOz-7qR8/s1600/IMG_2554.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEgT3GebD-fG12xlpgAPQba1ON2YxOzvwIGRdLdt9lnjIadgpb3mNrynKQNTz_k9UBoOhEnYETcRDitrFNoWgqMoul7EPVrxKAq_NExmL5-gfX5Jm5R9FYN_vbyTWgDUL7YgNx_HOz-7qR8/s320/IMG_2554.JPG" width="240" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Green is the best!</div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy St. Patrick's Day!</div>Lady Jane Greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16308573105846116420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739524757738817342.post-74093409372804073412011-03-12T07:10:00.000+00:002011-03-12T07:10:20.511+00:00L'homme n'est qu'un roseau....L'homme n'est qu'un roseau, le plus faible de la nature, mais c'est un roseau pensant. Il ne faut pas que l'univers entier s'arme pour l'écraser; une vapeur, une goutte d'eau suffit pour le tuer. Mais quand l'univers l'écraserait, l'homme serait encore plus noble que ce qui le tue, puisqu'il sait qu'il meurt et l'avantage que l'univers a sur lui. L'univers n'en sait rien.<br />
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Man is but a reed, the most feeble thing in nature, but he is a thinking reed. The entire universe need not arm itself to crush him; a vapour, a drop of water, suffices to kill him. But if the universe were to crush him, man would still be more noble than that which killed him, because he knows that he dies and the advantage which the universe has over him. The universe knows nothing of this.<br />
-Blaise Pascal <i>Pensées</i>Lady Jane Greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16308573105846116420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739524757738817342.post-90722330128310980412011-03-07T17:14:00.001+00:002011-03-07T17:27:23.427+00:00Feelin' Bluegrass Today<iframe allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="340" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4YShSCHrVpQ" title="YouTube video player" width="400"></iframe>Lady Jane Greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16308573105846116420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739524757738817342.post-41543123576196756522011-02-13T20:08:00.000+00:002011-02-13T20:08:17.248+00:00For Mom<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX-o06M1RGjH6WiXkzIUZXg8MWO4DK9UzGCGHbU4IbUC-Qpx42mVt4vV6Fth0DKZrn1R6ajxPG2mneL4jo4dWTieyEwCR_cTor2Y_WuVdzJwuu4DuXUo61gTnjamelnV8gUUKDHZaZvsU/s1600/IMG_5513.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="400" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEiX-o06M1RGjH6WiXkzIUZXg8MWO4DK9UzGCGHbU4IbUC-Qpx42mVt4vV6Fth0DKZrn1R6ajxPG2mneL4jo4dWTieyEwCR_cTor2Y_WuVdzJwuu4DuXUo61gTnjamelnV8gUUKDHZaZvsU/s400/IMG_5513.JPG" width="300" /></a></div>Lady Jane Greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16308573105846116420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739524757738817342.post-25367221591692258152011-02-10T02:04:00.000+00:002011-02-10T02:04:55.212+00:00Lysimachia nummularia<div class="separator" style="clear: both; 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<div style="text-align: center;">Here's to all the things in life that have changed for the better!</div>Lady Jane Greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16308573105846116420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739524757738817342.post-12286798980447776752011-01-17T01:51:00.000+00:002011-01-17T01:51:15.115+00:00Ode to Idaho: Part I - Sunsets<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqYf-WjECbgbeUJJ0mX8Ofy5iSQCrGqiap7K6YnF7B8QIjU9iL3wmUw8izgIqbflEGtcy4krsYN9UVdBTmEzs7UI_GSARDRqO5Ii7ut_YPqKQ3NtbtElHYQ87eB8H0eLZxzSlz3Lmf3-4/s1600/IMG_4103.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhqYf-WjECbgbeUJJ0mX8Ofy5iSQCrGqiap7K6YnF7B8QIjU9iL3wmUw8izgIqbflEGtcy4krsYN9UVdBTmEzs7UI_GSARDRqO5Ii7ut_YPqKQ3NtbtElHYQ87eB8H0eLZxzSlz3Lmf3-4/s400/IMG_4103.JPG" width="400" /><span id="goog_236843906"></span><span id="goog_236843907"></span></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">To me,</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvK_CduMciFNICrrd2ldDoxTGPkGyKARi7zs-tkTHS8KFvCaj9UV4hoVTozREr9MY7z9nGjJHKSl7wFa9CGgPkxBM2xbx4_1mdf20ONTM5VCtImO5DOg4Cqc1HVLieGrYjKRwBLOP8vTs/s1600/IMG_4496.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhvK_CduMciFNICrrd2ldDoxTGPkGyKARi7zs-tkTHS8KFvCaj9UV4hoVTozREr9MY7z9nGjJHKSl7wFa9CGgPkxBM2xbx4_1mdf20ONTM5VCtImO5DOg4Cqc1HVLieGrYjKRwBLOP8vTs/s400/IMG_4496.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">every sunset</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEisGx5VWLThIv3Sp9x-nlB1pnI6H1TJTlu5k68FDvpv-9xmg0-yfI68UkYaSAYk_q7oiAJSC1DczDqE4jMN0hOqjNHtBDQEINahrRkRE5q1wuY-t-wrd8WFcBRZmJ1E-CTzeemX-zUWATc/s1600/IMG_1050.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; 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text-align: center;">more breathtaking</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1ckxJBFM8gVmhWxzTqDy5rY-07TP0PlWeAp1_DbBO4KcMCtbwZVuAE7v6-DjH_fy1t6Ng7yBxcEOboETrVtEYundSqaLl0ckV-EiIIGo4Na0ifJcV8UuCRBDQ5svcpQcX-UTnclOXVQU/s1600/IMG_1247.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj1ckxJBFM8gVmhWxzTqDy5rY-07TP0PlWeAp1_DbBO4KcMCtbwZVuAE7v6-DjH_fy1t6Ng7yBxcEOboETrVtEYundSqaLl0ckV-EiIIGo4Na0ifJcV8UuCRBDQ5svcpQcX-UTnclOXVQU/s400/IMG_1247.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">than</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj3z_8a3C52Tq3EgxBWq7ADpa0-Uhrz6vFGQVSHAQRF3-xtjE-sdlU7qflzUr9_S8rkgnX9mEyGhnIVWiw_U_aJW4fsgSHKwweBwwCyrVa9zo5pAWH_21o9MLqmziBCEmpunc8fj3eni98/s1600/IMG_1155.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; 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text-align: center;">These two were taken minutes apart.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg23CSjDdtFtUhtbwkQoHBH-hxmu8MY9EHn7DzcQkClXG7cqzPbRf_H0aU3OVmQUUc1Rm-I6pa_YTP6965yySrrJQ0YhCUN6miu-Aom5UUvzrVriSW_r-otf7gPgjNbSCZP8NZFjwnxMYM/s1600/IMG_5194.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; float: left; margin-bottom: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="300" src="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEg23CSjDdtFtUhtbwkQoHBH-hxmu8MY9EHn7DzcQkClXG7cqzPbRf_H0aU3OVmQUUc1Rm-I6pa_YTP6965yySrrJQ0YhCUN6miu-Aom5UUvzrVriSW_r-otf7gPgjNbSCZP8NZFjwnxMYM/s400/IMG_5194.JPG" width="400" /></a></div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEhm_9oUVsa6QGvMLNn9GOO-PgKuLNO3H8cTlhgZsOO5EZq0Aj_6THaAk0BVtlfYq2qPZMx8uBpUHVNZdujMhbh2hPeKipNg9byaXfextebmz-MWNwMgSFhPlwbIZGu7BrFOUSkua2e-coU/s1600/IMG_5222.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="clear: left; 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I'll tell that to anyone who'll listen. Maybe I love Idaho a bit too much. I find myself looking for excuses to talk about it. The other day I realized I'm a lot like one of those old women. Yes... one of THOSE old women. The senario always goes a little something like this:<br />
<div style="text-align: left;"><i>You're standing in the livingroom of a kind-hearted old lady. You notice a photograph on the mantlepiece and decide to make a friendly comment. Something like: </i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i>"What a great looking family!" or "That's a nice picture, did you take it yourself?"</i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i>Then, before you know it, you've been dragged over to the sofa, and she's plopped 50 or 60 photo albums on your lap. Suddenly she's showing you every picture she's ever taken. Sure, it's kind of interesting at first; who doesn't love that sort of thing in moderation?</i></div><div style="text-align: left;"><i>But, by the time she's taken you through a detailed photographic chronicle of the lives of her five cats, you're wondering how on earth you'll ever escape.</i><br />
Unfortunately, that's me when it comes to Idaho. There's nothing I love more than showing people the pictures I've taken there; like somehow if I talk about enough, everyone will automatically feel the same way about it that I do.</div><div style="text-align: left;">Well, I've decided I need to release some of this pent up enthusiasm. So I'm going to sift through some of my old photos and post them in a series I've entitled, "Ode to Idaho: A Photographic Essay on Why It's So Great."<br />
I know what you're thinking... pretty awesome right? Well don't take my word for it! Stay tuned for all the excitement trees and sagebrush have to offer! There will be snow! Open spaces! And the ancient volcanic remains of a now distant hot spot! Hurrah!<br />
Alright, enough of these ramblings! Let me return quickly to the point I was trying to make in the first place (before this post got ridiculous):<br />
Idaho is a part of me. I always feel like a piece of me stays there whenever I leave.<br />
In essence - when I'm in Idaho, I'm in my element.<br />
The End.<br />
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<div style="text-align: center;">This post is dedicated to Allen. </div><div style="text-align: center;">Happy St. Nicholas' Day!</div>Lady Jane Greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16308573105846116420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739524757738817342.post-29513272280175868462010-12-06T06:29:00.000+00:002010-12-06T06:29:14.364+00:00Oh, Christmas....The Mr. Bean Christmas episode is the best.<br />
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This scene TOTALLY reminds me of my childhood. My family had a nativity scene a lot like this one growing up, and my older sister and I would spend hours playing with it every Christmas. It seems like baby Jesus was always getting into trouble somehow. I remember one episode where he snuck out of his manger when everyone was sleeping and got stranded on the roof of the stable. The angels ended up having to rescue him in the end. Obviously. They were the only ones with wings.Lady Jane Greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16308573105846116420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739524757738817342.post-16980826053780108222010-11-24T02:31:00.000+00:002010-11-24T02:31:59.353+00:00Speaking of Stormy Weather....<object height="344" width="425"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/teXOPAFMOp0?fs=1&hl=en_US"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/teXOPAFMOp0?fs=1&hl=en_US" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"></embed></object><br />
<div style="text-align: center;">Best place to be during a blizzard... Indoors... with a cup of tea... listening to Ella Fitzgerald.</div>Lady Jane Greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16308573105846116420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739524757738817342.post-80371454344154067432010-11-23T07:05:00.000+00:002010-11-23T07:05:26.307+00:00Colorless green ideas sleep furiously.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2583/3771707644_8148f6f3b5_o.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="211" src="http://farm3.static.flickr.com/2583/3771707644_8148f6f3b5_o.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>So I just finished Syntactic Structures, another book on my reading list. I have to say, this is probably the only book on my list that I wasn't looking forward to reading. It's considered one of the most influential books ever written, but mostly I only wanted to read it so I could pretend like I'm a semi-legitimate Linguist. Fortunately, I found out I could read it for an assignment in one of my classes this semester, so I decided if I didn't read now I would probably never read it. Pretty much it was like reading an EXTREMELY dry textbook. Or a scholarly article that's 100+ pages long. Despite that, I have to say it was kind of a cool experience. I felt like I got a glimpse into how Noam Chomsky's mind works, and it turns out mine doesn't work anything like that. I mean, he was a mathmatician before he became a linguist; there's problem #1 as far as that goes.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.uni-mainz.de/bilder_presse/stiftungsprof2010_chomsky_goldenes_buch.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="205" src="http://www.uni-mainz.de/bilder_presse/stiftungsprof2010_chomsky_goldenes_buch.jpg" width="320" /></a></div>Noam Chomsky has always kind of fascinated me because he's such an influential figure. Even though a lot of his ideas are kind of obsolete in the field of Linguistics, he's still highly respected; even by his critics. And it's not just language nerds that love him. He pretty much revolutionized the way people teach English as a second language by going against the Behaviorist idea that people are basically parrots who are only capable of copying set phrases. He pioneered the idea that language is innate and creative; that someone who's never read a book in his entire life is capable of saying a phrase that's never been heard in the history of mankind. I mean, think of the possibilities! You can say stuff like "Please move your zebra, he has bad breath" or "I strongly believe that Thomas Kinkade should run for President," etc, etc... things that have never been heard before! I think that's what I love about language; the thought that from a small collection of words, so much can be expressed. In a lot of ways, language is the essence of human creativity; it's limitless. I would even go so far as to say it's infinite.<br />
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Overall, I wouldn't recommend this book to anyone who isn't well versed in linguistic jargon, and hasn't studied syntax on some level. However, I would highly suggest researching some of Chomsky's ideas. I guess he's influential for a reason (not to mention the whole political activist thing that I didn't even go into).<br />
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p.s. Can I just say how much I love that he is basically wearing the same outfit in both of these pictures?Lady Jane Greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16308573105846116420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739524757738817342.post-38022703372342477852010-11-19T22:27:00.000+00:002010-11-19T22:27:23.184+00:00We Are Not Amused.<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://www.marylincoln-firstlady.com/Queen%20Victoria%20Rev.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://www.marylincoln-firstlady.com/Queen%20Victoria%20Rev.jpg" width="235" /></a></div><div style="text-align: center;">Is it Thanksgiving yet?</div>Lady Jane Greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16308573105846116420noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4739524757738817342.post-83107465961927477692010-11-08T03:43:00.001+00:002010-11-13T06:50:57.615+00:00Ad Astra Per Alia PorciSo I just finished East of Eden by John Steinbeck; the first book on my Reading List. I really really liked it. A lot. I guess there's something about the way he looks at the world that I can relate to on some level. I don't know what it is. Maybe it's in the way he approaches nature. I think he feels the same way about the Salinas Valley that I do about the Upper Snake River Plain. He's one of those guys that I want to meet on the Other Side and have a philosophical discussion with. That would be rad.<br />
<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><a href="http://images.nypl.org/index.php?id=482988&t=w" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"><img border="0" height="320" src="http://images.nypl.org/index.php?id=482988&t=w" width="264" /></a></div>Pretty much East of Eden is one of those books that makes me wish I knew how to time travel so I could go back and read it again for the first time. I really liked the way Steinbeck presented his characters. He was pretty true to life about the whole thing. Everyone usually wants people to be black or white in the books they read, but the characters in East of Eden were all different shades of grey... the way people really are I guess. We're all at different points on a spectrum. This book made it harder for me to believe in "bad" people; everyone's capable of doing at least a little bit of good. There were definitely people I wished I could hate in this story, but he wouldn't let me have it that easy. Hate's a cop-out I guess.<br />
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The religious themes in this book were awesome. I really liked that it was based around the story of Adam and Eve, and the idea that we ultimately decide what kind of person we become. No one is doomed to be a sinner or a saint. We were given the gift of choice or free will or agency or however you want to say it; the idea of "timshel" as the author puts it. That concept just so happens to fit in nicely with my religious beliefs which is rad, but I don't think the author was trying to preach his religious views (or lack thereof). Mostly I felt like he was trying to make sense of the human experience and why we are the way we are. Oddly enough, I think the Cain character was my favorite; he was the most relatable anyway. It's kind of funny cause no one likes him in the Genesis account; no one feels like they can relate to a murderer.<br />
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Anyways, East of Eden was awesome. I highly recommend it. It's one of those books everyone should read.Lady Jane Greyhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/16308573105846116420noreply@blogger.com2