Wednesday. 5:30 a.m.
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I'm happy to report that I'm into the third day of my annual two week late-winter vacation. The weather has been just fine - dark, cold, and rainy. Seriously, I'm very pleased by the weather - it's preventing me from doing some of the yard work I really need to attend to around here - but don't feel like doing. However, I have been busy.
One of the more pleasant aspects of my vacation has been the time I have been able to devote to some leisurly reading. The book I'm currently involved in is Henry Miller's "Big Sur and the Oranges of Hieronymus Bosch" - a novel length essay about Miller's love affair with Big Sur, California. I bought the book about a year ago and tried my best to read it, but I couldn't really get into it - so it sat on the shelf collecting dust.
Over the last couple of years I've developed the habit of reading several books at the same time. As a matter of fact, as 2006 began, I was reading Raymond Carver's "Where I'm Calling From" as well as his poetry collection, "All of Us." I was also reading Anne Lamotts's "Bird by Bird," and Ted Kooser's "Local Wonders." I've finished those now and have turned by attention to some of the books that have just been laying around.
I've decided to devote my full attention to Miller's book. I believe it deserves it. His style is very dense, textured, colorful, and thought provoking. I'm a slow reader. I'm currently on page 34 of the body of the book (it also contains a preface, two sections titled "Chronological" and "Topographical," and an epilouge that Miller offers the reader the option of reading first or last - I read it first).
Today my future also holds such adventures as doing a little laundry, getting the tires rotated on my car, and preparing my taxes. I will be having dinner with Cindi tonight.