A collective of bibliophiles talking about books. Book Fox (vulpes libris): small bibliovorous mammal of overactive imagination and uncommonly large bookshop expenses. Habitat: anywhere the rustle of pages can be heard.
Oops, it turns out we claimed it was July last week. The year is just running away with the foxes, isn’t it? Well, with something of H.G. Wells about us, we’re hopping in a time machine and going back to the present – and we’re still in lovely sunny June. Well, it’s sunny where I am anyway. Which is my friend’s garden, while looking after his cat (which I haven’t seen for hours, fyi).
I can’t think of a single thing linking this week’s posts, except that only Vulpes Libris would manage all three in one week. Here we go!
On Monday: guest reviewer Dylan Plung is rendered speechless by Patrick Rothfuss’s The Name of the Wind.
On Wednesday: Simon takes a trip to the Grand Canyon with Vita Sackville-West.
On Friday: Cath looks back at her disastrous choices of holiday reading and wonders if anyone out there can find the right book for her vacation this year.
Image: CC0 Public Domain from Pixabay.