Twas two nights after Christmas and all through the house, not a creature was stirring…except the dog, who was pacing around in the dark while I read Joshua Slocum’s Sailing Alone Around The World on my new Kindle. For free I might add, and by candlelight (though not of my own choosing).
I’d hear later that a station caught fire in Aurora, and while Xcel was quick to re-route power they forgot one section of the neighborhood, my block. It always happens that way, but no matter. I keep a stock of hand-rolled beeswax candles around for just such occasions (they burn slow, really slow), so I read the first person account of a man circumnavigating the globe on a sailboat he built with his own two hands. I couldn’t have been more absorbed by the story if I’d read it from paperback, and my impression of the Kindle is such that I probably never will.
Bother with another paperback that is.
MG signing off (to flick the power switch)