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landingtreefour in the morning is the wrong time to be excited about the Peirene Spring, but I'll take it. Yesterday I spent in the British School reference library, a place of silence, concentrating postgraduates, and books which can't be found in the southern hemisphere. Also a cat
which sometimes bites people, although i retreated soon enough to only get extatic purring. Prior to arriving I had general knowledge about
Corinth, but less than I meant to. I took a guidebook to my reading table (a book once taken off the shelf is replaced with a yellow card
with its name and your location, so other people wanting it can follow
it) and very soon decided to focus on Peirene. It was a book on
Ancient Greek Water System Management that made me choose this site,
after all. I wandered downstairs again to the three shelves on Corinth, and immediately found a tome about the spring specifically,
as well as its first excavation report. Not everyone was so fortunate. Corinth was never going to lack for books, and I have the good fortune
that its excavators were American, so most of those are in English. Somebody at my table came back with a grim face and a pamphlet,
saying, "This is everything they have about my site in English. It's freely available online, and I've already read it."
Peirene was a spring before it was called that. It is one of the
reasons Corinth was where it was, not only in antiquity but up to
about nineteen ten: the first American work there found that the
modern village's fountains were still sourced from Peirene's network. The fountain has remains of a late Roman pillar screen in an earlier Roman court in front of six arches which were one of the first things
built in the new Roman colony in front of six antechambers built fairly late in the history of the Greek city in front of four subterranean aqueducts built one after another beside a projecting
wall with a water-channeling shelf, the angle of which demonstrates that the scarp the spring emerges from extended further before successive overhangs cut to produce dripping water collapsed and new ones were dug out sometime in the 800s Bc...
800s? Early, is my point, and I would check my notes if I wasn't going to go back to sleep instead...
p.s.
Below is the start of an entry i wrote yesterday which my kindle
contrived to delete the rest of.
There is limestone. There are orange trees. On the bus from the plane
we saw the Acropolis with sunrays over it just ducking away behind
some government buildings. We are staying in a hotel around the corner
from a statue of a falling angel, its body and wings stabbing up as
though it hasn't quite hit the ground yet, still in full plummet.
Eleven of us went for dinner
p.p.s oh good, dreamwidth does function on this device. I can read my reading page, and fix whatever the hell email posting did to my formatting. But now breakfast.
which sometimes bites people, although i retreated soon enough to only get extatic purring. Prior to arriving I had general knowledge about
Corinth, but less than I meant to. I took a guidebook to my reading table (a book once taken off the shelf is replaced with a yellow card
with its name and your location, so other people wanting it can follow
it) and very soon decided to focus on Peirene. It was a book on
Ancient Greek Water System Management that made me choose this site,
after all. I wandered downstairs again to the three shelves on Corinth, and immediately found a tome about the spring specifically,
as well as its first excavation report. Not everyone was so fortunate. Corinth was never going to lack for books, and I have the good fortune
that its excavators were American, so most of those are in English. Somebody at my table came back with a grim face and a pamphlet,
saying, "This is everything they have about my site in English. It's freely available online, and I've already read it."
Peirene was a spring before it was called that. It is one of the
reasons Corinth was where it was, not only in antiquity but up to
about nineteen ten: the first American work there found that the
modern village's fountains were still sourced from Peirene's network. The fountain has remains of a late Roman pillar screen in an earlier Roman court in front of six arches which were one of the first things
built in the new Roman colony in front of six antechambers built fairly late in the history of the Greek city in front of four subterranean aqueducts built one after another beside a projecting
wall with a water-channeling shelf, the angle of which demonstrates that the scarp the spring emerges from extended further before successive overhangs cut to produce dripping water collapsed and new ones were dug out sometime in the 800s Bc...
800s? Early, is my point, and I would check my notes if I wasn't going to go back to sleep instead...
p.s.
Below is the start of an entry i wrote yesterday which my kindle
contrived to delete the rest of.
There is limestone. There are orange trees. On the bus from the plane
we saw the Acropolis with sunrays over it just ducking away behind
some government buildings. We are staying in a hotel around the corner
from a statue of a falling angel, its body and wings stabbing up as
though it hasn't quite hit the ground yet, still in full plummet.
Eleven of us went for dinner
p.p.s oh good, dreamwidth does function on this device. I can read my reading page, and fix whatever the hell email posting did to my formatting. But now breakfast.
