What's That Smell?

Just finished The Great Divorce by C.S. Lewis.  Read half of it in the deer stand, the other half at night before bed.  One of those books I kept finding myself eager to return to when I had a spare minute.

On the plane to Virginia Friday I began Mere Christianity.  Much chewier.

If you're looking for any significance in either of these choices (beyond the obvious fact that I have them on my bookshelves), it comes down to this: both are tiny and fit in my hunting bag/carry-on bag.

Despite the...