Morning report from the garden. When you only live for three weeks you have to make the best of it.
Let me say that I am not the only film critic who thinks that the best love scene of all time was the snails in ‘Microcosmos’.
Weren’t we supposed to get a thunderstorm? My car, where I spend most of my work day, is going to be an oven.
The cat’s all spread out on the floor and avoiding the sunny spots.
It’s a beautiful day. I’ll take too hot over too cold anytime.
For summer reading, I tried Stieg Larsson’s ‘Girl With the Dragon Tatoo’, which was okay, but I don’t get what the fuss was about. It’s a bummer that he didn’t live to enjoy the glory.
I hit the library for short stories by Ursula LeGuin and ‘Pigs in Heaven’ by Barbara Kingsolver, who is now up in my pantheon with LeGuin and Atwood. I’m looking for distraction, whether it’s good literature or mindless pulp paperback. What are you reading?