There is only one more official day of the summer season before fall officially starts on the 23rd. It sure looks and feels like fall outside and I must say inside too. I sit in long sleeves and pants as I write. The days are getting shorter by three minutes each day so I am told. I am getting up way before the sun does now.
I did finish “Anne Of Green Gables” by L. M. Montgomery as I wanted to do before summer officially ended. This is such a delightful book and one that I so enjoy for a good summer read over and over and over again. Anne is so spirited and so much her own person. She is delightful to experience.
I have an iPhone and yesterday there was a new software update to it. I am a technology idiot as I lovingly refer to myself with a smile. I know just enough to be dangerous and not enough to figure too many things out. So, often I end up frustrated beyond reason. It is at those moments I hate technology as well as myself for knowing so little. Those are not pretty moments for me I assure you.
This morning while I was texting, which I once swore I would never do, the software updated keyboard suddenly reverted back to the old version. I had just been enjoying how it was reading my mind offering me words I could select from to add to my message, too. For the life of me I could not figure out how to fix it.
I hate that. I want so badly to figure things out for myself. When I am able to figure out a simple little problem I am rather pleased with myself too.
That didn’t happen this morning and I ended up in tears. Fortunately I have my very own personal ‘help desk’ at home and my tech savvy husband once again came to my rescue. It was through dumb luck that he fixed it but he is knowledgeable enough to be willing to hit buttons I fear could destroy mankind in doing.
Still after 20 years of using computer devices I am fearful of breaking the darn things by pushing the wrong button! Technology is not my gift.
Which brings me back to “Anne Of Green Gables” where life was without technology and I can fantasize that life was once simpler and at least for a spell I can bury myself in my illusions of yesteryear. Perhaps this is why I’ve repeatedly enjoyed this delightful summer read.
In reality I know life was not simpler at all and that I would not last long without all the modern conveniences I have at my disposal including that darn phone. I just wonder what Anne would do with an iPhone! Hummmm….
What are some of your favorite books to read over and over again? What is it that makes them so important to you?