Privately, Taras marveled at the man's ability to traverse the roads and then the scrubland in complete silence. Not once along the way had Taras heard a single crunch of gravel or broken twig. Very few indeed were the people who could tread so lightly; it was not an easy skill to learn. It had taken Taras the better part of a decade to learn it himself. That his quarry showed signs of being similarly well trained was both obvious and unsettling.The beauty of the Kindle is its built-in dictionary. I placed the cursor on the word "quarry." The dictionary's first definition was "a place, typically a large, deep pit, from which stone or other materials are or have been extracted." Yep. That's the one I knew. The second definition was "an animal pursued by a hunter, hound, predatory mammal, or bird of prey" and also "a thing or person that is chased or sought." I never heard it used that way before.
I believe that a day is not complete until you learn something new. This blog will chronicle the (at least) one new thing I learned every day in 2010. It might be comical. It might be serious. It might be something you already know. But it will be new to me.
Saturday, September 18, 2010
No. 261- Quarry
I recently began reading 33 A.D. by David McAfee, the subject of Post No. 215. So far, so good. My Kindle tells me that I'm about 23% of the way through it. At location 1219 - that's how the Kindle defines what page you are on for some reason - I read:
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment