Inside the pine

I'm back blipping my Abstract Thursday photos, rather than looking at today's; I took a lot and haven't had much time to go through them and decide which I like best. This one, and the two extras, are macro shots showing details of the ripped surfaces inside the large pine tree in the garden which was snapped by storm Eunice last Friday. This is not the severed trunk of the pine which fell on the roof, which is too deeply shaded for successful macro photography, but the internal appearance is much the same. 

For our movie night this week, J chose "Your Name", a Japanese animation from 2017. The story is of two teenagers, a girl and a boy, one from rural Japan, the other from Tokyo, who find themselves changing place and body on alternate days. As they start to grasp what is happening, they find ways to work together; then the connection suddenly ends, leading into the second part of the film, a search for something or someone lost which builds to an unexpected climax. The animation, particularly of the landscape and cityscape, is extraordinarily beautiful. The story reminded me a bit of "Charlotte Sometimes", a book by Penelope Farmer which I loved as a child and later read to J, in which a girl from 1958 finds herself changing places with a girl who slept in the same boarding school bed in 1918.