Books I've been meaning to blog about:
Little House in the Big Woods by Laura Ingalls Wilder
I've been re-reading it lately. It's so comforting. And it's not just for girls. It's a very simply and well-told slice of pioneer home-steading life. Also, tends to drive home how lazy I can be in comparison to Laura's Ma, Caroline. I plan on reading the rest of the series soon. I don't know why I never did as a child. Forget the TV series from the '80s, the books are where it's at.
The Emperor of Scent by Chandler Burr. (Doesn't his name sound like an alias?)
I plan on reading it on the plane. I'm always fascinated by people who are "noses". I've always wondered if I could memorize hundreds of natural and synthetic scents and then put them together in meaningful combinations.
I never did read White Teeth. Maybe in a few months.