Reading in Bed

I stayed up too late last night reading Cheryl Strayed's new book Wild.

It's just one of those books that is difficult to put down.

The first chapter is frank and grounds you with a jolt.

Then the book begins to soar...her style of writing is so easily devoured

 if not careful you could read it in one sitting,

but I don't want to hurry through.

So out come the magazines.

Rowan, Selvedge and Kinfolk.

Some visual stimulation before work.

My new hiking boots wait by the door...