The road reluctantly travelled

At the city bookshop, browsing for outings to take back to my small-town home, ensuring I don’t miss the Classics section, looking for a manageable spine of less than 2cm … why doesn’t the air conditioning reach this corner … overheating … choose quickly please. Love a Penguin. Many months pass, the pandemic rolls aroundContinue reading “The road reluctantly travelled”

The road in context

The phone needs charging and I’m in a fit of the humdrums. I look over to the bookshelf and ask if there’s anything there to entice me? With this house being so drafty, I haven’t been game to bring my books out of storage – a fear justified by last summer’s dust storms. On topContinue reading “The road in context”