I can't read just one book. One inevitably leads to another. I knew when I picked up Taylor's "An Irish Country Courtship" that I was opening the flood gates. Showing more restraint than usual, I'm managing to stretch one book into two days, but having finished "Courtship" I immediately went for Christopher Moore's "Lamb." It's an irreverent story that has me laughing out loud. I found parts so funny that I had to call my friend Arden and read her a paragraph or two. One great thing about being loaned books is that I'm exposed to writers I probably wouldn't have picked up on my own. A drawback is that I have to give the books back.
The new blanket isn't getting a fair shake. On the bed for only a few nights, it's already suffering from rejection. It's just a case of poor timing, in that it is hot again and the blanket has to be thrown back in order to sleep comfortably. We'll work it out.
A friend will be coming for milk today for a tiny bummer Barbados lamb. Barbados sheep are common in this area, used as brush eaters. Barbados have hair instead of wool and they shed their coat each year. It will be good to see my friend again as it has been awhile, and it is always good to be able to help a baby animal.
I think I've got time to get in a few chapters before going down to the barn.