For some reason, the hospital where I work is the communal roost of many of the crows in the area. At night, thousands of crows come flying from all directions to settle among the small thicket of trees across across the street. I’ve always wanted to photograph them and I tonight I was finally able to do it. Please excuse the quality; I have no tripod so it was pretty difficult to get the photos in the dark.
When I was a child I always looked forward to visiting the library and being able to select from the seemingly limitless array of books. It was the perfect place for a voracious reader from a poor family, and I would take out piles of books at a time. I felt like there were endless possibilities.
I tried to do the same for my children, but they were not very interested since they came to a love of reading later in life. I am glad that they have come to adore books as much as I do, since I felt that I had failed them when they were younger and were bored by reading.
I haven’t been to the public library in years. My recent library time has consisted of reading scholarly journals online via my university’s online access, which is not quite the same thing. I tend to buy the books that I read for enjoyment, since it seems like such an extravagence that I feel like I am treating myself.
Today I’m feeling a little nostalgic because I’m heading to the public library to pick up a DVD that isn’t available anywhere else. It’s called Bevel Up and it’s a documentary about a street nursing program in Vancouver, BC. I’m interested in it because someday I’d like to be part of a program like it and because I’m implementing a project this semester that gives emergency nurses access to information and resources for their homeless patients.
I may be outing myself as a big nerd, but this is what I think of as fun. Well, that and doing chest compressions.