Two weeks in Norway might be described as “no hairpin curve left unturned.” Tunnels galore—more than 900 of them. They’re not just for getting through the mountains, they also protect the roadway and railway tracks from snow and ice.
Waterfalls! The glaciers were still losing their winter accumulation of snow and ice. So beautiful.
The Oslo Public Library had many shelves of crime books!! Krim to them.
My intellectual purr-suits today included seeing CatVideoFest 2026. It’s exactly what you imagine. Amateur videos of cats doing cat things. I feel so much better. One video showed a row of high-top food tables, where six cats were busily munching away. The caption was: “Sometimes you just try to blend in and hope for the best.” One of the cats was a raccoon. (Picture: Siamese cat in law enforcement)
An audio version of She Knew Too Much is in production! This is exciting for me as an author AND as a big fan of audio. A good book is the only thing that gets me up and out for my morning walk. The narrator is doing a fabulous job with the Italian accents. A retired Italian teacher helped me with a pronunciation guide. “Some of these words . . . ,” she said. Well, I shrugged, they’re gangsters, not nuns.
Mt. Etna! I’ve been there! Not under flowing lava conditions, though. Near the beautiful and historic town of Taormina. I’ve walked the lava fields on the big island of Hawai`i and felt the heat through the soles of my sandals. Unencumbered by scientific knowledge, I wonder whether the current spate of earthquakes and spewing lava indicate Mother Earth is seriously irritated about something.
Quote of the week: I laughed out loud at this from Elizabeth Little’s new crime thriller, Good Girls Die Bored: “On the outside he was all refinement, but on the inside he was a jumble of sharp points and unexpected edges. Talking to Gabe often felt like reaching blindly into a cutlery drawer.”