I’m reading The Name of the Rose out loud to Scott in the evening while he works in the workshop. My voice, as always, is shot, but it’s too enjoyable not to share books this way. It’s a murder mystery set in the 14th century in an Italian abbey. One of the undercurrents shows the push and pull between medieval thought and the dawning of enlightenment thought. It’s saturated with history (horrifying) and philosophy and the theological issues of the day–just fascinating. Also what a mess. It is seen through the eyes of a devout novice. I hope his faith isn’t destroyed by the end.
First snow of winter tonight! I wonder if school will be called off tomorrow?!