Wednesday, January 14, 2009

Door into summer

The title of this book was triggered by a remark that Heinlein's wife had made[2]: in the novel, the protagonist's cat refuses to leave their house through any of its numerous doors when he sees snow on the ground: he is looking for The Door into Summer.

Me too. I think the only door into summer these days is through a boarding gate for a plane going to Florida.

No comments: