Update from Duluth: sixty-one degrees in late July and the whole beach in hoodies. I'm reading on the porch like I promised. It's a mystery. Nobody tell Marlowe.
Reading about lighthouses because of this thread.
Long, slow September here, waiting to hear what comes after The Night Porter. I've started a jigsaw because of tomas_and_jo. It's a map of the old world with sea serpents in the corners, and I've already lost a serpent.
Welcome to jigsaws, marguerite_s. Check under the couch, and then check the cat. The cat sends regards.