One of our favorite pastimes in warm weather is to take a book and a glass of whatever beverage makes us happy out to the front porch to read. I took this picture of my husband last week when a pleasant little rain was pattering down on the streets and sidewalks of our neighborhood - he was so engrossed in his book, he didn't even know I was standing there with the camera.
I suggested that he take up quilting, or collecting match book covers, but he scorned both of those activities in favor of having me write to Ms. Harris and demand that she keep on writing mystery novels about Sebastian until her eyes fall out her head and she no longer has the strength to lift her weary hands to the keyboard, so goaded is she by her fan base's constant whining for more Sebastian.
"Agatha Christie grew to hate Hercule Poirot," I said reflectively. "And he came to a bit of a bad end in Curtain. You don't want that to happen to Sebastian, do you?"
He sighed. "You need to find me a new author."
I think I have. I discovered some mystery stories set in ancient Rome by the author Steven Saylor, the Roma Sub Rosa series. There are quite a few novels in the series, but of course our local library is missing the first two books, so it looks like a little jaunt over to Amazon.com is in order. Maybe for Father's Day? He likes getting books.
I'm a happy Catholic; a wife; a homeschooling mother of one teenage daughter and one college-aged daughter; a writer; enthusiastic crafter of countdown paper chains; a Buffy fan, a reader; a Shakespeare teacher; a literature teacher; a composition teacher; a former soap-maker; a minivan driver; an inward grump; an outward sweetie-pie; a history geek; a dog lover; a rehabilitated and repentant former thief of bandwidth; a killer of plants; a soft-hearted taker-in of strays; a reformed housekeeper; an insomniac