Without Lifting A Finger

                      



                  

Got a little bored with contemporary Russian Lit (for the most part: not Nabokov) and took a little vacation in an earlier time: Andre Gide. Reread Isabelle and am now halfway through Strait is the Gate .

                      

Woke late. But O what a glorious fire! * 

                    



Hadn't been in years. Field trip with the kids. Parked back between Sunset and the practice field. Fast-paced tour (just the highlights) and a quick snack in the Student Store. I bought a t-shirt. ***                               

Under-the-weather day. Slept in, stumbled to Starbucks, made it around the lagoon.