What a glorious morning! Still and quiet. I’m going to take a picture of my view so you can all be jealous.
Brrrr it’s chilly out there though! I’m glad the house is nice and warm with the fire going. I’m the only one up so far. All I can hear is the old dog optimistically licking her food bowl around the floor, in the hope that with a little coaxing, more food will appear in it. This tactic has never worked in 15 years but you never know when your luck will change, am I right, Katie?
I’m reading a very bizarre book at the moment in preparation for my upcoming trip to Alaska (did I tell you I was going to Alaska?). It’s called, appropriately, “Alaska” and it’s by James A Michener, who is the author of a number of excessively long books which you have probably never heard of. It sells itself as a novel but so far it’s discussed plate tectonics; the lives of mastodons; mammoths; some early Asian cavemen settlers; and the current chapter is about some eskimos (he calls them eskimos – he’s an old school kind of guy) going on a whale hunt 15,000 years ago. I’m over 100 pages in and I don’t think any of the main characters of the book have even been born yet. It’s not unputdownable, lets put it that way. Might go for a bike ride soon.
Three cheers for long weekends!