Violence in the Garden

Or, the Tragedy of the Unsprouted Seeds

 The Horror!

 Ripped to Shreds!

 The Suspect

Who me?

[Radio Silence]

Excuses:

1. It was a bumpy return to work after spring break.
2. My new Turkish class eats up 10 hours of my week.
3. The coffee maker broke.

Seriously, the demise of the coffee maker has slowed me down! Black tea is not working its magic. Today's mission--get a French press. I looked at new coffee makers and they are much too expensive (the one we had was a hand-me-down). 

The Turkish class is a big commitment; it meets Tuesdays and Thursdays from 6:30 to 9:30pm, plus travel time. The class is going pretty well, even though I am one of the weaker students in terms of speaking. I suspect I could probably explain the grammar more clearly than our teacher (but not in Turkish, of course). There are six of us who show up regularly. Three of our classmates are not that comfortable with making mistakes or any sort of ambiguity. That puts some tension in the class because there will always be ambiguity when learning a language. Oh well...

We only have two more weeks of teaching left this semester. Then there'll be final exams for classes, then a pretend-to-work-in-the-office week, then the exit exam for the English preparation program, and then a one-week break! Huzzah for the light at the end of the proverbial tunnel!!

A Glimpse of a Past Istanbul

Fascinating images of Istanbul before the bridges were built across the Bosphorus. Ignore the orientalist commentary though, which may be easy to do because it's in French...

Bosphore (1964)

I can't wait to see this movie (even though I see the real thing everyday)!

Nine Lives - Cats in Istanbul

(This link includes more information about the film: http://vimeo.com/87816089 )

Humble Beginnings

I hope the title isn't too optimistic! I've just planted some hand-me-down seeds in an egg carton. With any luck, there will be two kinds of basil, oregano, and aubrieta (pretty blue flowers). May they not become instant bird food!

 Please grow, little seeds!

Spring at Sinpaş

The vines are a-flowering!

 An island of irises