Though the weekend's weather has been nothing short of summer, I've felt no desire to sit out on a restaurant patio. Mostly because I've got case of beer in my fridge, and my own deck just outside my door-- such luxury! I've never known this before, and we can also open up the double doors into our kitchen and the whole world is out of doors. There's been plenty of barbeque.This weekend I picked up Lois Lowry's The Giver for a quarter at a yard sale. We were in the mood for a walk and got to Type Books, where I picked up The Emily Valentine Poems. I finished reading The Tenant of Wildfell Hall, which was amazing. I like well enough every Bronte that I've ever met, but the characters here were dead ringers for people I know, 150 years later. This is disturbing for my sake, but quite an astounding literary achievement and certainly qualifies as "timelessness, so far". I am so pleased to have followed this bookish recommendation.
