Goodbye, August
Aug. 31st, 2018 04:45 pmAnd I'm not sorry to see you go. You were entirely unseasonably warm all the way through, except for those few days we had unseasonable rain.
Dreamed last night I was reading a newspaper (a real paper, with newsprint) and stopped to look at a quarter-page advertisement for ... Canadian blueberry trees. Trees, the size of mighty elms. With blueberries. They had four varieties -- the names vanished from my consciousness as soon as I awakened (as happens with dreams), but I think one of them may have been MacLeod. I don't know. I do know that last week I had a dream that involved a talking wolf. Brain is braining some strange stuff in the night.
Finished Ron Chernow's Grant and what can I say, it was amazing. Two enthusiastic thumbs up, but wow does it require an investment of a big chunk of time. Was it the perfect biography? No; I wished Chernow had spent a bit more time on the role of Grant's son Frederick in the extremely ugly West Point hazing of the first black cadet, and I wished there had been at least a short follow-up on the lives of Grant's wife and children (one of his granddaughters married a Russian prince!).
Anyway. Started reading Lesley Nneka Arimah's What It Means When a Man Falls from the Sky: Stories last night. I was very surprised by the ending to the first story, "The Future Looks Good." I have liked all the stories so far, though.
Dreamed last night I was reading a newspaper (a real paper, with newsprint) and stopped to look at a quarter-page advertisement for ... Canadian blueberry trees. Trees, the size of mighty elms. With blueberries. They had four varieties -- the names vanished from my consciousness as soon as I awakened (as happens with dreams), but I think one of them may have been MacLeod. I don't know. I do know that last week I had a dream that involved a talking wolf. Brain is braining some strange stuff in the night.
Finished Ron Chernow's Grant and what can I say, it was amazing. Two enthusiastic thumbs up, but wow does it require an investment of a big chunk of time. Was it the perfect biography? No; I wished Chernow had spent a bit more time on the role of Grant's son Frederick in the extremely ugly West Point hazing of the first black cadet, and I wished there had been at least a short follow-up on the lives of Grant's wife and children (one of his granddaughters married a Russian prince!).
Anyway. Started reading Lesley Nneka Arimah's What It Means When a Man Falls from the Sky: Stories last night. I was very surprised by the ending to the first story, "The Future Looks Good." I have liked all the stories so far, though.