Years ago, I despaired because I didn’t read anymore and had lost interest, didn’t have time, etc. I have now reached a rather opposite situation, and am instead quite gratified, if a little overwhelmed.

I’ve finished seven books thus far this year (two I started in 2016), and currently juggle three others. When I finish one, clearing space, I plan to start “The Quartet: Orchestrating the Second American Revolution, 1783-1789” (which is for one of my two book clubs), and then try to balance the constant theme of Early America by starting a novel, probably “Eligible” by Curtis Sittenfeld. My stated goal for 2017 is forty books but I think I may have underestimated myself. I only read for a couple hours a day.

I have nearly eliminated TV, I think that has helped in many things, not just reading opportunities. Though next Monday, along with some distant friends, I will be re-watching the HBO John Adams miniseries, which I first watched when it initially aired in 2009. My heavy interest in that series then should have tipped me toward my current pursuit, but “certain events” waylaid me for another seven years.

Spring is coming. I wish to go find some cherry blossoms somewhere.