Catherine Eaton
@sparrowpost.bsky.social
Writer, naturalist, myth and oak lover, museum and play goer. Pursuer of whimsy. she/her. sparrowpost.com
Even from the simplest, most realistic point of view, the places we long for occupy a far larger place in our life, at any given moment, than the place in which we happen to be.
Marcel Proust, The Swann Way (transl. Brian Wilson)
Marcel Proust, The Swann Way (transl. Brian Wilson)
November 25, 2025 at 12:43 AM
Even from the simplest, most realistic point of view, the places we long for occupy a far larger place in our life, at any given moment, than the place in which we happen to be.
Marcel Proust, The Swann Way (transl. Brian Wilson)
Marcel Proust, The Swann Way (transl. Brian Wilson)
The bright crescent moon is already beginning to set. Stay awhile, moon.
November 23, 2025 at 11:37 PM
The bright crescent moon is already beginning to set. Stay awhile, moon.
Winter as part Miss Havisham, part Jane Eyre's Lowood School for Girls
November 23, 2025 at 1:08 AM
Winter as part Miss Havisham, part Jane Eyre's Lowood School for Girls
Happy Birthday, George Eliot. Thank you for writing out your beautiful heart despite everything.
November 22, 2025 at 7:20 PM
Happy Birthday, George Eliot. Thank you for writing out your beautiful heart despite everything.
The clouds were telling their own story this early evening.
November 22, 2025 at 2:37 AM
The clouds were telling their own story this early evening.
Reposted by Catherine Eaton
“Poetry is ultimately mythology, the telling of the soul’s passage through the valley of this life, its adventure in time, in history.”
—Stanley Kunitz in conversation with Bill Moyers
—Stanley Kunitz in conversation with Bill Moyers
November 21, 2025 at 9:35 PM
“Poetry is ultimately mythology, the telling of the soul’s passage through the valley of this life, its adventure in time, in history.”
—Stanley Kunitz in conversation with Bill Moyers
—Stanley Kunitz in conversation with Bill Moyers
Reposted by Catherine Eaton
Spring coming into its own in April of this year.
November 21, 2025 at 9:01 PM
Spring coming into its own in April of this year.
Now to try and remember if I bought Lili is Crying and where I might have put it
November 21, 2025 at 8:31 PM
Now to try and remember if I bought Lili is Crying and where I might have put it
My city is redoing the main street that runs near my house. It's a huge project that's much needed and will take a few years to complete. Today they cut down all the trees lining the road. This included the gingkos, one of more charming parts of living here. Modernity is ruthless.
November 21, 2025 at 8:16 PM
My city is redoing the main street that runs near my house. It's a huge project that's much needed and will take a few years to complete. Today they cut down all the trees lining the road. This included the gingkos, one of more charming parts of living here. Modernity is ruthless.
Reposted by Catherine Eaton
Reposted by Catherine Eaton
What I dream of all summer long
November 21, 2025 at 4:26 AM
What I dream of all summer long
Reposted by Catherine Eaton
My short story course is filling up nicely! Still places available if you'd like to do some deep reading and thinking about a short story each week at the start of next year - and write your own, of course. Early bird discount (10%, so £225 instead of £250) applies until 30th Nov. #ShortStories ✒️📚
Short story writers! I am running my 8-week online course again in 2026: 'What can a short story do?', exploring the possibilities of this wonderful form. We'll read 8 contemporary short stories and use them as a launchpad for our own writing. More details ⬇️
November 19, 2025 at 3:09 PM
My short story course is filling up nicely! Still places available if you'd like to do some deep reading and thinking about a short story each week at the start of next year - and write your own, of course. Early bird discount (10%, so £225 instead of £250) applies until 30th Nov. #ShortStories ✒️📚
Ahhhhh I was hoping they would mention mothman but no
November 20, 2025 at 3:50 AM
Ahhhhh I was hoping they would mention mothman but no
Reposted by Catherine Eaton
Fewer ICE officers abducting daycare workers, more mini-goats grazing in front of BLM yard signs.
Spied in Chicago’s West Ridge neighborhood today. At least 5-6 small billy goats just roaming the sidewalk, with no human nearby. Charming, delightful, and utterly mysterious. Any locals know who these cuties belong to?
November 20, 2025 at 2:29 AM
Fewer ICE officers abducting daycare workers, more mini-goats grazing in front of BLM yard signs.
Reposted by Catherine Eaton
"at the crescent moon
the silence
enters the heart"
― Chiyo-ni (trans. Donegan & Ishibashi)
(image: Mikiko Noji)
the silence
enters the heart"
― Chiyo-ni (trans. Donegan & Ishibashi)
(image: Mikiko Noji)
November 17, 2025 at 5:13 AM
"at the crescent moon
the silence
enters the heart"
― Chiyo-ni (trans. Donegan & Ishibashi)
(image: Mikiko Noji)
the silence
enters the heart"
― Chiyo-ni (trans. Donegan & Ishibashi)
(image: Mikiko Noji)
Now that the leaves have mostly fallen, the park was completely empty at noon. I listened to Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness and pondered how Corgan's opera version will sound next week.
November 20, 2025 at 1:30 AM
Now that the leaves have mostly fallen, the park was completely empty at noon. I listened to Mellon Collie and the Infinite Sadness and pondered how Corgan's opera version will sound next week.
The evening's sleet and rain stripped this all away, but yesterday was full of gentle yellows and leaves, this year's last.
November 19, 2025 at 1:25 AM
The evening's sleet and rain stripped this all away, but yesterday was full of gentle yellows and leaves, this year's last.
I think about Shirley Jackson's The House on Haunted Hill at least once a week since I read it two years ago. It's that kind of book.
November 19, 2025 at 1:21 AM
I think about Shirley Jackson's The House on Haunted Hill at least once a week since I read it two years ago. It's that kind of book.
Started reading Orhan Pamuk's My Name is Red, went to underline a passage, but then realized I could not as it was library book. the pain was real.
November 17, 2025 at 1:43 AM
Started reading Orhan Pamuk's My Name is Red, went to underline a passage, but then realized I could not as it was library book. the pain was real.
Another portal
This golden #gingko is for @sparrowpost.bsky.social, who always comes across magical trees on her walks
November 17, 2025 at 1:32 AM
Another portal
'Can't get that tune
out of my head,'
can't get that tree
out of
some place in me.
And don't want to
Denise Levertov, An Ancient Tree
out of my head,'
can't get that tree
out of
some place in me.
And don't want to
Denise Levertov, An Ancient Tree
November 14, 2025 at 11:22 PM
'Can't get that tune
out of my head,'
can't get that tree
out of
some place in me.
And don't want to
Denise Levertov, An Ancient Tree
out of my head,'
can't get that tree
out of
some place in me.
And don't want to
Denise Levertov, An Ancient Tree
After eating cornbread for five days in row (a few of them on snowy days), I am certain cornbread is one of the key ways to survive winter.
November 14, 2025 at 1:26 AM
After eating cornbread for five days in row (a few of them on snowy days), I am certain cornbread is one of the key ways to survive winter.
a bright day now moving to dreamy
November 13, 2025 at 8:56 PM
a bright day now moving to dreamy
Reposted by Catherine Eaton
Panel for The Willow Tearooms. Charles Rennie Mackintosh. c.1903.
Image: NMS.
Image: NMS.
November 13, 2025 at 8:50 PM
Panel for The Willow Tearooms. Charles Rennie Mackintosh. c.1903.
Image: NMS.
Image: NMS.