The recent summer solstice means it is officially SUMMER – even though pretty much every day since we moved to “The Peninsula” seems like a summer day in IL or MA or MI…except possibly not as humid. That means it is also the time to sit in the sun and read a good book or two or more to relax with on one of our repurposed pallet Adirondack chairs.
This California spring I just devoured The Tempest that was written a long time ago by some British chap with the singular name of Shakespeare. I obviously, loved this book as it and I were dubbed with the same Title – me being her highness The Tempest, and the book being simply The Tempest.
But as I mentioned, it is now Summer so today I was looking around the house for something else to read. What I found in a cupboard in our living room caught my attention based on the title…given my interest in the climate and what you all have done to put it – and the planet Earth at risk. So, I carefully brought it outside and started to glance through the pages thinking it must be a recent publication. Then my sister snatched it away and brought it inside to her double decker Big Barker bed and commenced chewing on the bindings. Or maybe the chewing came before she got involved. Not sure, and immaterial.
However, prior to this egregious defamation of a work of art on the part of my sister, I did get a good enough glimpse of the Table of Contents page to realize that this was actually a book (S.O.S. SAVE OUR EARTH) from my father’s youth (e.g. – an antique) written in 1972! I wonder if any other milestone ideas from that era are being equally ignored by certain so called powers that be?
The Tempest