Next few days are set to be hot, wet, and thunderous, or IOW June.
*Souls of poets dead and gone,
What Elysium have ye known
Happy field or mossy cavern
Choicer than the Mermaid Tavern?
Have had that in my head since I was eleven or so and never realized it was Keats.
Stasheff, Her Majesty's Wizard
Lively, The Wild Hunt of Hagworthy
-- long on atmosphere, short on resolution, which is how I remember Lively being in general
de Bodard, Harbinger of the Storm
--that Other Japan, always situated outside of Tokyo and earlier than Heisei.
Fforde, The Eyre Affair
Kipling, Something of Myself
--the other thing one likes about Kipling is that he liked his family and his family liked him. Got on beautifully with his parents in a good friends fashion, even though they were separated for ten years from the age of six to sixteen. That might have put a crimp in anyone's relationship
--I can see how very Japanese it is, but to me it's a slighter work than NonNonBa
We shall add three books to the PoC fantasy challenge, then.
I was surprisingly social in May, in that I went out and saw people four of the five weekends, in addition to my regular auntly visits and babysitting gigs. Also spent a week taking daycare laundry to the laundromat; wrote a little; planted my garden, where at least two squash are starting to come up; and worked quite a bit, making my bank account happy. It should have been a classically excellent May, then; just, it wasn't.