Chubby, brunette Eunice Kinnison sat in a rocker, reading the Sunday papers and listening to the radio. Her husband Ralph lay sprawled upon the davenport, smoking a cigarette and reading the current issue of EXTRAORDINARY STORIES against an unheard background of music. Mentally, he was far from Tellus, flitting in his super-dreadnaught through parsec after parsec of vacuous space. E.E. "Doc" Smith, Triplanetary, Chapter 5: "1941"
Sunday, August 19, 2012
Observations
This evening's walk with Miss Mocha yielded several bats fluttering overhead, two rainbows and another sight of crepuscular rays above the clouds hiding the setting sun. This has been a summer of such sights.
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