A Quiet Day

Today has been almost summer-like. Very warm, very breezy, and very sleepy.  A paper wasp worked under the eaves, a damselfly hunted in the irises, and something mantis-like prowled through the hydrangea. I did small, invisible chores in the house and in my office. Now I’m ready to find a quiet corner, curl up with the cats, and open the new book on my nightstand. Page one…

In case you’re wondering, the book is Rocks of Ages by Stephen Jay Gould.