Reading by proximity
I read whatever is close at hand. Juxtaposition. Choose your location carefully and there is the benefit of learning something new.
The cook shelter/laundry, here in the campground, has several shelves of orphaned books. There’s even a posted offer, inviting (me) to take a “new to you” book. Sweet deal, and it allows me to recycle my stack of summer discards. No more burning books for evening viewing. Of course, the bottomless supply of Readers’ Digest Condensed Books does give me pause. How many words can I afford to lose, in the greater scheme of things.
I’ve also found that the stacks at the local university library have years of accumulation, all new to me. After all, the last go around, I was a student. No sense reading when your vocation is mastery of social situations. Today, I was parked (for lack of a better term) beside several decades of Consumer Reports. Did you know that my favourite camera was rated as a good buy, back in 1973? I agree. As for the report on air conditioners and dehumidifiers; well, I’m now prepared for anything available at a garage or barn sale.
Times have changed. Now, the choice of restaurants includes access to electricity and wifi. There was a lineup for plug time at supper this evening; cellphones require frequent transfusions of electrons. Ditto for cook shelter/laundry facilities; I had to queue (behind someone with a tiny game console) to get additional battery capacity to transfer recorded concert music into a safer place (the laptop hard drive)
