So must remember to sweep drain covering whenever rain is forecast. Am annoyed to be doing this still in August but maybe I've forgotten what ordinary summers are like. Mind, ordinary summers don't have the profusion of cherries I had this year; or they dropped earlier; or they were eaten by the birds who wouldn't look at them this year until they started to rot, whereupon they flocked to the tree and proceeded to get drunk on them.
But sweeping water made me miss the garden waste pickup so I still have that bin of weeds and stinking cherries sitting out back.
Catherine Bailey, The Secret Rooms
Elkins, Skull Duggery
Griffin, The Minority Council
Rosenberg, Breath by Breath
Johnson, The Name of the Star
Surya Das, Letting Go of the Person You Used to Be
Appignanesi, Paris Requiem
Griffin, The Glass God
Note the two thick Buddhist tomes. It was that kind of a month.
