Christmas Eve note
-7 on the weather station and no wind. Santa will have a frigid time here before heading on to the southern states.
Watched the movie Hancock tonight with Kate. Pretty good. Not great. Interesting take on superheroes.
Tomorrow Kate and I will go the movies, joining Jews from all over the nation for this ethnic holiday observance.
6 bar rises 29.89 3mph W windchill 6 Winter
Waning Crescent of the Moon of Long Nights
Last night before bed I finished reading the Story of Edgar Sawtelle. This is a big book and well-written. The arc of the story brings Greek tragedy to mind. A few people wend their way through a period of some 16 years or so, making choices and living out their consequences. This book features notable passages of an American magic realism with ghosts playing significant roles. There is, too, a village crone, Ida Paine, who dispenses sour wisdom as she runs a small grocery store.
Edgar, a mute boy, and the title character has a life of wonder and pain. He interacts with a cast of well-drawn and closely observed dogs, his mother and father, an Uncle, a veternarian and his sheriff son. The isolation of their circumstance in northern Wisconsin near Lake Superior and Chequamegon National Forest provides an at turns bleak and rich natural world for this story.
If you like a good story, well-told, this is a book for you, but beware. It will break your heart.