The Fourth of July. Good times, good friends. Our friend from Chattanooga spent the weekend, and we ran, we biked, we ate ice cream, we listened to music. I worked a tiny amount on Friday and a couple of hours on Saturday (oh, those pesky summer classes), but otherwise I fit in a lot of relaxing and outdoor time.
New York Times (print). I added the Sunday print edition of the New York Times to my digital-only access (it ended up being cheaper). I’ll read the digital version a few times a week, but I am surprised at how much I like the print version. It’s a little case study in how I consume information. I can see a headline on the web and not read it, but I will see the same headline in print and read it. I suppose there’s something overall relaxing about sitting down with a newspaper. Often when I’m browsing headlines on the web I’m doing a dozen other things and don’t necessarily have the time to go beyond a headline or the first paragraph or two. And the print edition of the Book Review — need I say more?
My writing group. I get together every two weeks with several talented, big-hearted women. On Wednesday we met at what we like to call “the Becky farm,” an old country house surrounded by fields and a big expanse of sky. The weather was conducive — cool and overcast for the first day of July — to sitting outside. I had been having a problem figuring out where my next section of writing needed to go, and by the time I left that night I had started to sort it out. Bouncing ideas off other writers is invaluable.
What’s making you happy this week?