Analog Blog 3

** Transcribed from the original manuscript **

Camp, evening 1. Either the coords were about 100 feet off last year, or they are now, but I’m in roughly the same spot as I logged last time.

So far, it has rained twice, but not enough to go inside for. And I saw two wild turkeys, strutting through the trees just at the edge of my clearing.

Finished reading “Quicker than the eye” by Bradbury, and started “Death is a lonely business” by same. Still to read: some Lewis and two books about St. Francis. We’ll see how it goes.

This analog blogging stuff has much to recommend it. More time to think over what to say. And the errors are forever preserved. Not that you’ll see that in transcription.

Wow, it’s quiet out here.