Nonesuch by Francis Spufford. A ripping plot, fascinating setting (London during the Blitz), spunky (to say the least) protagonist, and real themes about important things. I enjoyed it enormously.
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Finished reading
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No voice, but I removed my shoes just in case 
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RIP, Robert Coles Here’s a sweet remembrance of Robert Coles, one of America’s great champions of children, written by one of my favorite photographers, Alex Harris. A Wikipedia article about Coles is here.
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King Harvest
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Vacation 
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Finished reading… A Month in the Country, by J.L. Carr.
Wonderful, wistful, lovely book. As economical as a poem.
“For goodness’ sake,” he said irritably, “I don’t mean that and you know I don’t, you cagey devil. I mean here, Oxgodby, the friends you’ve made, this marvelous summer, the splendid job you’ve done. I mean the lot. You can only have this piece of cake once, you can’t keep on munching away at it. Sad, but there it is!”
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Rocks and Trees 
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The (Unofficial) Feast of GKC To love means loving the unlovable. To forgive means pardoning the unpardonable. Faith means believing the unbelievable. Hope means hoping when everything seems hopeless.
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Holy cow! I just love to hear the cicadas’ whirring/clacking. Sounds of summer in Texas.
