Wednesday, July 1, 2026

First Lines: June 2026 edition

I was Very Busy in June, which included a  
visit to the Children's Museum, Pittsburgh.

Below are the first lines of the books I finished reading in July.   Includes two YA/children’s lit and one memoir.  

 

 

Book 1

Prologue

It was difficult to imagine a time before them, a world in which they hadn’t come.  But when they first appeared, in March, nobody had any idea what to do with them, these strange little boxes that came with the spring.


 

Book 2

There is no lake at Camp Green Lake. 


 

Book 3

March 5th

I’ve arrived in London without incident.

There are few triumphs in my recent life, but I count this as one.   

 


Book 4

“What is a rabbi?”

On December 29, 2021, reigning Jeopardy! Champion Amy Schneider selected the $800 clue in the “I Am Woman” category.  A picture of me, draped in a purple-striped prayer shawl, appeared in the box, along with this clue.


Fun fact: when I search my photo library
for "rabbi" I get a lot of photos like this.
 

Book 5

Chapter 1: A Search Begins

Trixie saw her father’s car turn into the driveway from Glen Road, and she raced out of the back door to stop him before he reached the garage.


 

 

The titles and authors revealed:

 

 

Book 1

The Measure

By Nikki Erlick

349 pages • first pub 2022 

fiction literary magical realism


Based on my husband’s description, I thought I would not be able to read this book.  It’s ostensibly a dystopian novel.  I wouldn’t have read it at all, but both my book clubs picked it for this summer. Once I decided to read it as a thought experiment, I actually enjoyed it, and found it replete with love, hope, and also sadness and painful growth of character. The prose is straightforward and uncomplicated to read, the characters relatable.  Some of Book Club 1 truly disliked it, mainly because there were too many aspects of the premise left unexplored. The Common Household Husband loved it – this book is not exactly fantasy or sci fi, but close enough for him.  

 

The characters could have done
this with their strings.

 

Book 2

Holes

By Louis Sachar

240 pages • first pub 1998

fiction middle-grade mystery

Part of a set of 3 books, one sequel and one “companion” book.


My second reading of this excellent middle-grade novel.  I love this story, full of symbolism, humor, and love.  But also racism, crime, bullying, and abuse.  The plot and characters fit like a glove.   I read it for Book Club #2, for which the discussion will be led by two middle-grade children of the regular book club adult participants. 

A hole: an ancient cistern on Mount Massada.


 

Book 3

The Unselected Journals of Emma M. Lion: Vol. 1

(part of a series)

Beth Brower

107 pages • first pub 2019

fiction historical


The book is slim and does not offer any firm resolution of the difficulties confronting the protagonist, a young woman whose inheritance has been stolen.  It’s like one episode of a sitcom with a story thread for the whole season.  However, I enjoyed meeting the characters.  I don’t know if I will read more of the series, but I do hope for the literary comeuppance of the dastardly and misogynistic characters preventing our heroine from living her life fully.

 

 

Book 4

Heart of a Stranger: An Unlikely Rabbi's Story of Faith, Identity, and Belonging

Angela Buchdahl

352 pages • first pub 2025

nonfiction memoir religion


I enjoyed this memoir.  It tells this Asian-American rabbi’s own story, and at the end of each chapter is a Hebrew word or Jewish theme that she expounds upon - a little dvar torah.  I look forward to the discussion at the Book Club #1.  


The rabbi also trained as a cantor and was featured in Season 1 Episode 5 of “Finding Your Roots” with Henry Louis Gates Jr.  which you can watch if you donate to PBS.  


For the record, I also greatly enjoyed the Finding Your Roots very first episode, focussed on John Lewis and then-mayor Cory Booker.  



 

Book 5

Trixie Belden and the Red Trailer Mystery

Julie Campbell.    Illustrated by Mary Stevens

262 pages • first pub 1950

fiction, children's lit, mystery


Second in this children’s mystery series.  I had never read any of them.  A lot of traipsing around the woods searching for dogs and people, riding horses, and bravely confronting criminals in a barn.  The book was a good diversion for when one can’t read more serious stuff.  Everything today is more serious.

 


Dear Reader, what is in your stack?




Monday, June 15, 2026

Garden Tour mid-June 2026

Since this is the most effort we have put into gardening in a long time, I feel it's worth an update.  Especially since I wrecked my sciatic nerve working on it.  The garden beds have not been weeded, because of said sciatica.


The Mailbox Garden

The mailbox garden: 
snapdragons (finished blooming)
marigolds (yellow)
and balloon flowers - just starting to bloom.
Five of the six marigolds I planted have survived.



The balloon flowers are just starting to bloom!


Directly in front of the house (facing north, shady)


These impatiens (salmon-colored and white)
are planted right in front of my office.
And in the pot are supposedly
some black-eye susan vines
that I started from seed.



Geranium - a gift from the
church music director


The burnt-sienna colored coleus leaves
are being eaten by something.  And 
I think I made a mistake and planted too
much in this one pot.  

Astilbe.  Recommended for shade, and 
deer resistant.  I was only able to
plant one before being chastised by
that nerve in my leg.
I am underimpressed by this one plant.

Bleeding heart, one of two plants.
This will lose all its foliage before too long.
And then, God willing, will surge forth
in the spring and produce
those delicate hanging gems of flowers.



The "hillside" nearest the neighbor (visible from the street)

Lamb's ears (perennials, planted by me)
Verbena and Lantana (annuals, planted by
the Common Household Husband)


Verbena



Lantana


The west side - just planted this year with perennials.  
It has been hard to grow things here.
The west side, from the top.
This is on a slope.
That day lily has zero blooms.
When it does get blooms, the
creatures eat them, so maybe 
it gave up.

Bee balm - getting close to the end
of blooming.  This was gorgeous and
very satisfying to see.  I don't know
if they will bloom again this season.



Snow-in-summer.  This was done blooming
a month ago.  I love the delicate tiny
whiter-than-white flowers.


This spirea bush is almost done blooming. 
It's very bushy.  In the process of putting
together this blog post, I discovered it is
considered invasive in PA.

Blackeyed Susans.  The one in the back
is from the garden store; the others are 
a gift from the neighbor. No blooms (yet?).
That plant on the right is a mystery plant that
miraculously came back from last year.


Yarrow (tall, red) and coreopsis (yellow-orange).



Sedum.  These put forth a few little yellow flowers
which were delightful. But I  guess they are done.



This same garden bed, from below.




The east side of the house  
This is managed by the Common Household Husband, and has
practically no weeds. The plants are healthy and thick.  


That green foliage blooms bright yellow
 flowers earlier  in the spring.  
I have no idea what it is called.
The more purply plants are a large 
variety of sedum.  





The gardens are going to have to do the rest of the growing and blooming by themselves because I am currently incapable of doing any maintenance.  The blooms we are seeing give me hope.


Monday, June 8, 2026

The Merry Month of May

Lilac, May 2009.

May was a washout for writing.  I have a full life, even if it is currently fraught with facing fascism.  Here’s what was going on, which pulled me away from writing.


Health stuff

  • Signed up for Medicare.  Thankfully this did not require any decision-making at this time.

  • Outpatient “surgery” – diagnostic d&c, so not really any slicing and dicing – lab results were negative which is a big positive.  Recovery was smooth.  The most noticeable effect was a Toddler-in-Chief-sized bruise on my hand.



  • Went to walk on the treadmill (before sciatica) and discovered it is broken.  I had been using the treadmill only about once or twice a month, for about 15 minutes at a time.  “Better than nothing!” I proclaim to the imaginary scolding doctor in my head.


But then toward the end of the month I ruined my health with…


Counterproductive physical activity

  • Scrubbed every surface in the shower - mild sciatica.

  • Two days, back to back, of massively intensive gardening, with the result of agonizing sciatica.  I planted eight types of perennials, and three kinds of annuals.


French horn pathways
Music

  • Community Symphonic Band Concert - my son is in this band.  It’s always enjoyable.  And not very costly!

  • River City Brass Band - phenomenal and very loud professional performing group.

  • Church choir - we sang on Pentecost.


Activism and Civic Duty

  • Church anti-racism team meeting

  • Two School Board meetings (I try to attend every meeting, just to listen)

  • Political meeting.  Whenever I say this, it reminds me of Gone With the Wind, when the men-folk have a “political meeting” to do violent racist stuff.  My political meeting is the opposite of that, and is not secret.

  • Monthly informal gathering of politically like-minded people with no agenda.

  • Staffing the political party tent at the County Election Satellite Office, nearby.

  • Contacted my elected officials 17 times, mostly by phone.  Irate screed: 8 to Senator Bitcoin, 5 to Senator Failure.  Expressions of gratitude: 4 to my actually useful US Rep.

  • Corresponded with voters in my precinct who had questions about the upcoming election.

  • Town Council meeting (I just attended to listen.  Can’t usually make it to these meetings.)

  • Election officer - a 15-hour work day of boredom on Election Day to ensure that everyone can vote.  Turnout was especially low this time, but the silver lining was that my party’s turnout exceeded the other’s turnout, even though there were no contested seats for my party and several contested seats for Party 2.

  • Won my (uncontested) seat on the Party Committee.  Thank you, voters.

  • Compiling and examining election data after our local primary election.

  • Garden Party event at a local LGBTQ+ organization we wanted to find out more about.  We were impressed and will be supporting them as best we can.



  • Township event recognizing veterans and first responders.  It should have included some kind of honoring for Memorial Day, but the event speakers only obliquely mentioned those who gave the ultimate sacrifice.  I don’t have the bandwidth to issue a criticism to the township for this. 

  • Attended two local sidewalk rallies to object to all the crap dished out by the Orange Menace & his sycophants.

  • A total of 76.5 hours of political/civic duty activity during May.  Oof.



Spiritual and Intellectual endeavors

  • Church - weekly worship, a board meeting, a nominating committee meeting (I am practically useless on this committee)

  • Synagogue - attended worship service recognizing our friends’ wedding anniversary

  • Two book clubs


Family & household stuff

  • Closed a bank account that was no longer needed.  It was this trip to the bank that showed me the sciatica was unmanageable.  I could barely drive home for the pain.

  • Visited family in Ohio.

  • 62 hours of paid work.



What were you up to in May, Dear Reader?



Thursday, June 4, 2026

First Lines: May 2026 edition

 

Yarn bombing at the local library

Below are the first lines of the books I finished reading in May. 

 

Book 1

They didn’t say anything about this in the books, I thought, as the snow blew in through the gaping doorway and settled on my naked back.


 

Book 2

Book I: The Story (Beginning, Middle, and End)

I’m the best auctioneer in the world, but no one knows it because I’m a discreet sort of man.  My name is Gustavo Sanchez Sanchez, though people call me Highway, I believe with affection.  I can imitate Janis Joplin after two rums.  

 

 

Book 3

Introduction: Beyond Scarcity

You open your eyes at dawn and turn in the cool bedsheets.  A few feet above your head, affixed to the top of the roof, a layer of solar panels blinks in the morning sun.  

 

 

Book 4

When I say the word bitch, what comes to mind? Let me guess: that girl you went to high school with—the one with the small nose who wore Britney Spears perfume and never invited you to her house parties.

 


Book 5

He was an old man who fished alone in a skiff in the Gulf Stream and he had gone eighty-four days now without taking a fish.


Fishing, but not in the Gulf Stream
 off the coast of Cuba


 

Book 6

Dear growing one, when you were born you couldn’t say anything, and your caregivers had to figure out everything you needed.

 

 

Book 7

Prologue

It was a standard bathroom.  The kind you’d find in a 1950s timber home just about anywhere in New Zealand, with a dark linoleum floor and small handbasin – enough of a bowl to wash your hands, but not enough to contain all the water while you do it.

 



The titles and authors revealed:

 

 

Book 1

All Creatures Great and Small (#1)

By James Herriot.  437 pages • 1972.

nonfiction classics memoir


What a relief to read this book, which essentially ignores most of the world’s ills and focuses on the ills of animals, and by extension the narrow subset of humans living in the Yorkshire Dales of the 1930s.  I had read it a loooong time ago and enjoyed it then, but the only story I remembered from my first read was the one about the pajamas.  On my kindle, the book was 532 pages, and the book did seem longer than I had remembered.  This was for book club.


 

Book 2

The Story of My Teeth

By Valeria Luiselli with Christina MacSweeney (Translator)

184 pages • first pub 2013

fiction contemporary


This was a weird book.  It was replete with violence, funny-sad events, and references to writers and artists.  I almost gave up, but about ¾ of the way through, it all pulled itself together.  The Afterword by the author further elucidates; if you finish the book, definitely read the Afterword.


I would have enjoyed it even more if I knew anything about the writers and artists mentioned.  And if I had been able to better see the visual art depicted in the book.  The main point I drew was that humans rely on stories to draw meaning from objects and from life itself.  True, that.  Allegories for the win!  I am sure I did not get most of the references.  I can only imagine the challenge it was to translate it.


My teeth


 

Book 3

Abundance

Ezra Klein, Derek Thompson

288 pages • first pub 2025

nonfiction economics politics sociology


I read this because a friend whose opinion I value said I should.  I mistrust Ezra Klein: hard to explain why.  After reading this book, I still don’t trust him.  He is too smart by half.  I feel he’s trying to sell us a progressive version of trickle-down economics.


This book comes along, in which two white men tell us all how we are wrong.  There are no specific policy solutions suggested here, just a framework for how to ask questions.  I agree that stating the positives of how we want our future to look is a valuable exercise, and asking good questions is part of that.  I do like the Pollyanna-ish world presented in the opening chapter.  Big blame goes to both progressive and conservative policies, but it seems to me that they place the bigger blame on progressives.  


And yet they acknowledge that the progressive policies solved problems in their time.  They rightly blame Reagan’s conservative policies for hamstringing America’s progress in climate change solutions.


But let’s look at what the authors sidestep.  There are no uses of the words “racism” or “racist”.  Seven uses of the word “Black”/”black” but only two which pertain to race:


In much of San Francisco, you can’t walk twenty feet without seeing a multicolored sign declaring that Black Lives Matter, Kindness Is Everything, and No Human Being Is Illegal. Those signs sit in yards zoned for single families, in communities that organize against efforts to add the new homes that would bring those values closer to reality. San Francisco’s Black population has fallen in every Census count since 1970. Poorer families—disproportionately nonwhite and immigrant—are pushed into long commutes, overcrowded housing, and street homelessness. (page 33)


One use of the word “non-white” which obliquely references racism:

Of course, the [zoning] rules also often kept non-white Americans out of owning in rich parts of the city.


Yes, these are injustices which no political party has fixed.


The authors offer no indication on how our potential policies to fix housing, climate change effects, stodginess in science research can overcome our innate racism and sexism.  If I weren’t so tired from battling fascism in this moment, I might engage in discussions on how to bring about the utopia the authors imagine at the start of the book.  But I’m getting old and it’s time for younger people’s ideas to take the stage.  And I’d like to hear what women have to say about the future.

 

 

Book 4

Wordslut: A Feminist Guide to Taking Back the English Language

Amanda Montell

291 pages • first pub 2019

nonfiction feminism sociology


I came across this book because I’ve been thinking a lot about the prevailing gender (male) in the language of the church and Christianity.  The closest this book comes to addressing that is a translation of Genesis 1:1 into Polari, a cant slang used by gay people in Britain in the twentieth century: 


“In the beginning Gloria created the heaven and the earth. . . . And the fairy of

Gloria trolled upon the eke of the aquas. And Gloria cackled, Let there be sparkle: and there was sparkle.”


which is rather marvelous.


But the book has plenty else to consider about using language to exemplify and battle the patriarchy.  It’s possibly the most obscenity-laden book I have ever read; an audio version would definitely be NSFW.  

 

 

Book 5

The Old Man and the Sea

By Ernest Hemingway

96 pages • first pub 1952

fiction classics literary


I had to read this in high school, and hated it.  I have little interest in the manly pursuits of fishing and baseball.  I have only read one other book by Hemingway, A Moveable Feast, which I appreciated a great deal.  


I still dislike The Old Man and The Sea, although I get that it is an apt metaphor about The Human Struggle to Survive in a Cruel World.  There are poignant, succinct observations about the paradoxes in human existence.  Once the shark attacks started, I skimmed it and managed to finish.  Older Daughter listened to the audio book, which won an award.  She thought it was great - truly poetical.  She said the shark attacks were the main point of the book.


Hemingway is a great writer, but I am under the impression that reading his works now will not help me fight against the patriarchy.  There are only three major characters in this story, including the big fish, and none of them is female.

 

I just couldn't bear to read about sharks.



 

Book 6

An ABC of Democracy

Paulina Morgan, Nancy Shapiro

52 pages • first pub 2022

Children’s lit.


I have to wonder at what age children can begin to understand the concepts introduced here.  I read it in about 15 minutes on my kindle.  I can’t judge the art work, as the kindle is not a friend to art-in-literature.

 

 

Book 7

A Different Kind of Power

By Jacinda Ardern

352 pages • first pub 2025

nonfiction memoir politics


Memoir by the former Prime Minister of New Zealand.  It is available from the library in both audio and kindle format, so it’s a possible option for one of my book clubs. 


Overall, I found her story engaging and significant, although I felt the book dragged for the first quarter.  Under Ardern’s leadership, New Zealand had a better outcome in the face of the pandemic than many other countries.  And yet, as vaccines became available and the brutal phase of the pandemic lessened, NZ experienced the same mistrust of vaccines and blame of authorities as we have seen here in the US.


Standing in the freezing cold with
a rally sign is a different
kind of power.



2nd quarter of a seasonal book  

The Comfort of Crows: A Backyard Year

Margaret Renkl

270 pages • first pub 2023  

nonfiction essays nature


Now that we have entered the spring season, I read the “Spring” portion of this book.  The re-awakening of the world.  But also, as T.S. Eliot taught us, spring can be a cruel time of year.


Spring, breeding lilacs out of the
dead land, as the poet says.
This lilac bush has been our
most successful gardening effort,
bar none.