I'm doing a "Light the Night" walk this evening for the Leukemia & Lymphoma Society. (from their website: It is a fundraising event to pay tribute and bring hope to people battling cancer. Thousands of participants raise funds for vital, lifesaving research and patient services and, on these special nights, they carry illuminated balloons in a show of support from a caring community.)

I finished Harold Fry last night. I'm going to say it was just okay and don't think I would recommend it. In fact, during parts, even towards the end, I was almost tempted to bail, but I wanted to find out how it ended. Slightly spoilerish: Early on I figured out the part about his son, although not in detail. In a way it hearkened back to Eleanor Oliphant which I thought did a much better job of it. The group that accompanied him on part of his journey annoyed me, and it seemed to be the point at which I considered simply not finishing it. By then Harold was really unraveling and I guess it's not my favorite thing to read about in fiction.

NYCish I somehow missed your post! Your kitchen is so pretty and that island is big! Are you getting excited while waiting a slow death? lol I am trying ti imagine your nuclear system but that kinda stuff befuddles me. The iron work will complete everything outside. Looking really good! Buzz chipping your tooth now? be careful up there girl, that wind will blow you away! Junk looks like it is going up fast! Kathy so happy things are getting done now. Getting so exciting for you I bet. I started the October Build Thread- https://www.houzz.com/discussions/5797658/october-2019-build-a-new-home

I had heard good things about Pat Barker's book The Silence of the Girls so ordered a copy from the library. It is based on Homer's Iliad and some of Euripedes telling the gruesome story of the long wars between the Greeks and the Trojans through the 'voice' of Briseis captured daughter of a king, who has been made a slave to Achilles. What a bloodthirsty hate filled, revenge seeking, brutal lot the Greeks were . . . Endless scenes of stabbings, decapitations, blood-soaked ground, plagues of rats, endless rapes of the slave women. Even knowing that the 'story' came from such a great and ancient work did little for me and I only finished it because I thought I should and not to see if there was a Happy Ending, which of course there wasn't.