Reading… Human Remains. It is pretty darned creepy so far; it reminds me of the writing of Patricia Highsmith or Ruth Rendell.
The last book I read before that was The Art of Racing in the Rain, which was the most touching, dearest book I have read in a long time. Synopses in reviews merely say that it is an account written from the point of view of a beloved pet dog, but what they do no say is how accurately the author writes as a dog. He totally captures the innate sweetness and loyalty and perceptiveness of the dog. The dog understands emotions immediately, but the quasi-logic of humans eludes him. I recommend this book unreservedly to anyone who has or has ever had a canine best friend.
Knitting… the endless afghan.
Looking forward to… cool(er) weather.
Although the hot sticky weather we have had for the past couple weeks would be nothing to those of you in more southerly locales (or in Iran), it is quite uncomfortable, nevertheless. Give me sub-zero temps any day rather than dewpoints in the 70s. Plus, of course, cooler weather calls for handknits 🙂