Re: De saison...

par **Queenie** Lun 14 Sep - 8:44

Qu'il arrive vite cet automne... !
Parce que là, on va se payer une semaine de grosse chaleur...

par **kenavo** Mar 15 Sep - 5:18

je trouve que ça va pour l'instant... le soleil en septembre n'a plus la même force que pendant juillet/août Wink

Alfred Sisley, September Morning

l'été est presque terminé, mais j'ai trouvé hier cet extrait sublime

The greatest summer novels ever written

“The thing about summer, particularly for children but not exclusively, is that it’s a time when there is a sense of escape,” says Rosoff who now lives in London but is from Boston. “In America, school summer holidays are 10 weeks long. My family would rent a house on Martha’s Vineyard for some of that time. I do very vividly remember the feeling that summer would go on forever and that we were utterly free. There were no helicopter parents then – they couldn’t wait to get rid of us. We used to just disappear first thing in the morning and not come back until it was suppertime. Nobody cared where we were, which was just fantastic.”
She agrees with Nicholls that summer presents an author with a ready-made arc on which to hang a short, intense period of drama, that peaks during the hottest days and then dies down as the mercury falls. It’s a framing for which there is no real equivalent in any other season.
And summer comes with its own ready-made set of evocative associations. Emma Herdman, publishing director at Bloomsbury, says: “A skill I admire is a writer’s ability to convincingly transport a reader to a time and place – with summer, you can exploit all the senses to take the reader with you. How many of us are familiar with the smell of sun cream or just-cut grass; the prickle of sunburn, the feel of sand between your toes, the lush coolness of the sea, or river, or a pool on a hot day; the satisfaction of that first lick of ice cream or the crunch of an ice cube in a cold drink; the sun getting in your eyes, the light reflecting off water; the sound of a busy park while you lie with your eyes closed, of waves crashing, of someone diving into a pool?”

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par **kenavo** Dim 20 Sep - 3:09

Edward Henry Potthast, A Summer Afternoon, 1910s

par **kenavo** Lun 21 Sep - 5:57

Emma Haworth, Last Day of Summer, 2015

et une dernière lecture estivale: Ray Bradbury, Summer Morning, Summer Night

par **Queenie** Lun 21 Sep - 8:39

J'aime !

par **kenavo** Mar 22 Sep - 3:40

Queenie a écrit:J'aime !

me too

Poème de Walter de la Mare, Illustrations de Carolina Rabei

The Ride-by-Nights

Présentation de l’éditeur
Up on their brooms the Witches stream, Crooked and black in the crescent's gleam It's Halloween and a family is preparing to go trick-or-treating. Little do they know that up above them a coven of witches flies unseen through the starry sky Carolina's stunning illustrations beautifully illuminate Walter de la Mare's thrilling, magical poem, published as a picture book for the first time.

Après Snow (hiver), Silver (printemps) et Summer Evening (été) nous voilà en automne avec ce très joli album.

On pouvait s’y attendre, Halloween est un si grand événement dans les pays anglophones.
Ainsi on va donc célébrer l’automne avec les sorcières

Mais il ne faut pas avoir peur, elles sont toutes très gentilles.. et on va aussi récupérer plein de bonbons.

Un très bon dernier album pour célébrer cette saison de façon extraordinaire.

Je ne vais pas égarer cette série trop loin, envie de les retrouver de temps en temps.