So It Seems

It has been a gradual emergence from the realm of the infirm. Coinciding with this accumulation of health and spirit has been an ineffable angst about the complexity of the impending holiday. Upon orders, my wife selected a squad of texts for the trip

Difficult Loves by Italo Calvino
State of Siege by Juan Goytisolo
Sultry Moon by Mempo Gairdinelli
The Mirror of Ink by J.L. Borges

The first of these was a gift from Misty some years ago. A friend asked about her today and I had no news. N actually bought me the Goytisolo and the Gairdinelli.

I read a good deal of The Moonstone today and will likely continue this evening.