The Turn of the Screw by Henry James
The Fall Equinox may be a few weeks away, but once my birthday arrives in late August (and perhaps as a consequence of receiving school supplies for presents as a child along with my many years of teaching), it’s a signal that the summer is officially over; and with it the end of trash reading (at least for awhile). Sandy beaches are a bit overrated, and I prefer them in the cold weather anyway. I don’t do much lounging by the proverbial pool these days either, but I have been hiking once a week. Yesterday was truly glorious.