Updates. And my first bona fide book-blog review!

Last weekend I took several days to house- and pet-sit for my mom, so she could visit with my brother (and go sailing with him on his boat in the beautiful weather, damn them both, but not really).

Mom lives in the mountains. Not where I grew up, although I grew up in the Blue Ridge mountains. And while I always claim Boston as my “home” - the first place I ever really feltat home and comfortable, something about those mountains always sings to me. And right now? Right now I’m in none of those...