Day: December 18, 2022

  • The Last Week of Autumn

    Pepper giving Poe a bath.

    The last week of Autumn has brought with it a case of the creeping crud, which fortunately is not COVID, but is also not much fun. I don’t feel overly terrible; just exhaustion, some sinus issues, and a scratchy throat. So of the many viruses colonizing the population right now, I have one of them.

    No new books arrived this week, so here is a photo of some domestic tranquility.

    After three weeks of intense concentration, I have finished Crime and Punishment, which I really should have read about 30 years ago. Better late than never, I suppose.

    And in writing news, there is nothing to report. My brain is sprained.