Luis’ Corner

Week 9: An image journal

Nature

The Medellín skyline during a sunset, as seen from El Poblado.
Shared by my friend Jerónimo Acosta.

The Medellín skyline during a sunset, as seen from El Poblado. Shared by my friend Jerónimo Acosta.


A butterfly I found near the fourth entrance to campus.
One of its wings was broken.
We kept it for a while, but soon let it go…

A butterfly I found near the fourth entrance to campus. One of its wings was broken. We kept it for a while, but soon let it go…


English Wednesday


Cats sleep, anywhere,
Any table, any chair
Top of piano, window-ledge,
In the middle, on the edge,
Open drawer, empty shoe,
Anybody's lap will do,
Fitted in a cardboard box,
In the cupboard, with your frocks-
Anywhere! They don't care!
Cats sleep anywhere.

Cats sleep anywhere, by Eleanor Farjeon.

EMB wrote this for English Wednesday. (Thank you, EMB ;)


Reading

Reading about matrix multiplication first thing in the morning.

For someone like me, who used to hate matrix multiplication, this was a first.

The book pictured is Algorithmics: Theory and Practice by Bratley and Brassard.


The entry on Søren Kierkegaard in «Gran historia visual de la filosofía».

The entry on Søren Kierkegaard in «Gran historia visual de la filosofía».

(January 2020; Blackie Books; ISBN: 978-84-17552-76-3) by Masato Tanaka and Tetsuya Saito (translated by Ernest Weikert).

I scanned this with vFlat, which is, in my opinion, the best mobile scanner for books. I have used it since 2020.


Trip to Concepción, Antioquia

The town of Concepción, Antioquia as seen from el Alto de la Virgen.

The town of Concepción, Antioquia as seen from el Alto de la Virgen.

You may find far better pictures at the category for the town on Wikimedia Commons.


EMB’s Jake the Dog Sr. keychain at the Matasano Falls, 5 km from Concepción.

EMB’s Jake the Dog Sr. keychain at the Matasano Falls, 5 km from Concepción.


These white boulders reminded me of the second line of Cien años de soledad by Gabriel García Márquez:

Macondo era entonces una aldea de veinte casas de barro y cañabrava construidas a la orilla de un río de aguas diáfanas que se precipitaban por un lecho de piedras pulidas, blancas y enormes como huevos prehistóricos.

(Emphasis is mine.)

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