Interlude

Interlude

There are days when the book reviews come easily, like champagne from an unstopped bottle or—perhaps more fitting to my stage of life—like milk from a toppled glass. And there are days when midsummer sends my thoughts lumbering around like honeybees in the lavender bush. On those days, I want nothing more to sit on the porch with a cup of tea and The Three Musketeers and let my thoughts lumber and buzz.

Today is one of those days. So I’ll send you over to Story Warren, to read Helena Sorensen’s beautiful post, “The School of Wonder.” (But I’ll meet you back here next week with a new review, I promise!)