Saturday evening in soggy Massachusetts. It rained all afternoon and it is still doing its thing as I am writing, should say typing as actually writes any more. It is a lost art, which for most people will never be done any time soon. I will admit that I would type rather than write long hand, as my writing sucks. Printing on the other hand, I am pretty good at, as long as I am relax and not rushing it, it will come out looking like chicken scratch.
Anyway, it was a good afternoon to finish up a book, and then started a new one. The Cement Garden by Ian McEwan. I’ve read a couple of his books over the years, and so I bought a couple more of his books.
I will end this post with the thought that the year is almost half over. Where the hell did the time go to.
A Pondering Mind 
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