On commenting. As much as I love talking books with other bloggers, I sometimes find myself in a commenting slump. No matter how great the bookish post may be, there are days when I can't think of anything better to say than "sounds good" or "great review". It's sad, and a little embarrassing. I mean, who wants to be the person who signs everyone's yearbook with that lame cliched remark: "Have a nice summer"? I blame my sporadic slumps on stress and lack of sleep. So, when another commenting slump comes along, please forgive my lack of creativity and good conversation. It won't last long. Which is a good thing, because chatting about books with other bookish bloggers is what I like best.
On burrowing owls. Just saw my first burrowing owl on Antelope Island. Mostly males, because the females are nesting. Soon there will be chicks! I love owls.