The October Country

So, via the New York Times Book Review, I wandered to a place I would have arrived at anyway.

The October Country.

In brief reviews of old books republished, I found a link to the web site of the Paris bookshop Shakespeare and Company which has a very old copy, among many old books, of short story collection by Ray Bradbury entitled "I Sing the Body Electric."

I love Ray Bradbury. His prose is magic and wonderful and earthy and diamond-like. I would love to drink a glass of dandelion wine with him. I would love to walk a carnival midway with him on a deep and dreamy summer night in Illinois, songs of frogs and crickets in full midnight throat.

Not to be.

Therefore, time again for The October Country. Thank you Ray.  For "The Next In Line," for "The Watchful Poker Chip of H. Matisse," for "Touched with Fire," for "The Cistern," "The Homecoming" and for many more, most especially, for "The Lake," a story of life and of memory.

And thank you, too, to Joseph Mugnaini, (that's your work shown here) for your illustrations.

See you next October.

Much love,
Katy