Rain, Rain, Go Away

We on the prairies ought to be grateful for rain. And we are. June was very wet but the following two and a half months have been unremittingly parched, so rain is a good thing. Perhaps it was the conjunction of rain with being back at the university that made me want to scurry back to bed yesterday and huddle there all evening. I felt like I do in the middle of winter, not the end of summer. Our deck is now covered with yellow leaves and I fear the outdoor BBQ my neighbour and I had planned will prove too damp and will have to be moved inside. Has fall fallen so soon?

Reading: Terry Goodkind's The Pillars of Creation (2001). Finished Faith of the Fallen a few days ago. I am four or five books behind on this series, so it looks like it will be a Terry Goodkind fall for me. Have to take a break after this one to read something of my husband's. We do this periodically, maybe only a couple of times a year -- read something the other has read recently or recommends. He read Guy Gavriel Kay's Sailing to Sarantium and Lord of Emperors on my recommendation a while back. It's my turn next, so I expect after The Pillars of Creation I'll be reading something about Canadian politics...