Welcome to another edition of The Sunday Salon…

A thick blanket of darkness has descended on the city and bright white sparkles now decorate the sky. A sweet breeze carrying the fragrance of fresh water from the nearby lake sweeps into my room through an open window as I curl up with my copy of The Last Unicorn.

Oh, that title sounds familiar, does it? I knew I couldn’t put anything past you. Yes, it’s the book I was also reading last Sunday. I intended to be finished with it by today, but this week’s deadlines have kept me busy. The good news is that I’ll probably finish it tonight before I close my eyes and allow my dreams to consume me.

Then, when I wake up tomorrow morning renewed, I will be able to crack the spine of my fresh copy of The Reluctant Widow while I sip on my hot cup of peppermint tea and nibble on my cherry Pop Tart.

Yep, sometimes life is very good. 🙂

For those of you who are curious, I’m just over halfway finished with The Last Unicorn and I am smitten. It’s absolutely enchanting each time I lose myself in the story of the unicorn’s journey—so far, it’s a hoot. Some might say that Mr. Beagle has gone overboard on the similes, but I feel they add a certain brightness to the tale, even in the darkest passages. One other thing I’m noticing is that it may not be a story for young kiddies—very descriptive and there’s one section that can be somewhat frightening.