Today is an overcast day, and it is slightly sticky outside. However, there is a distinct sweetness to this humidity that I find relatively pleasant. I suppose because it reminds me of childhood summers. My mother-in-law recently mentioned that she is convinced the seasons have expanded and contracted and are now completely decoupled from our Gregorian calendar. And I think she is right.
The humidity is a reminder that spring is caving to the demands of summer, and that we should all be prepared to spend an inordinate amount of time inside during the day. It is time to invest in more shorts and linen blend shirts.
Yesterday was a particularly beautiful one and, as luck would have it, I got to spend it doing my compulsory civic duty: sitting in the basement of the county court-house waiting for a court to decide whether or not I would serve on a jury. It was nice to have a majority of the day free from other obligations, which I took as as opportunity to get some writing done, so that was nice.
Interesting things:
And of course this beautiful piece by Frederic Forest:
I’m now interested in what other author’s would have my library shelf look like. This might be something I explore in a later post.
Enjoy the work. Enjoy each other.
Currently reading: Underworld by Don Dellilo, Halting State by Charles Stross
Currently Listening:
Signal Intent 