We had a lovely day. Mark sold fertilizer to raise money for a scout trip, while Bill and Walter went shopping and I took a nap. (We had stayed up late last night working on Bill's Civil Liberties proposal for the U of WI press).

This is the first day I haven't needed a coat, and as Mark and I wandered the trails in Jegersberg, I kept my eyes on the tree tops looking for the elusive red tree squirrel.

Only two more weeks of class. I am ending with Jazz (1992), a novel by Toni Morrison, the last American writer to be awarded a Nobel Prize in 1993.

On Thursday Mark and I (Walter has soccer) are going to hear Fauré's Requiem with the Kristiansand Symphony Orchestra in Kristiansand Cathedral.

On a very different and tragic note, Bill and I found the following website/audio slideshow on the Chernobyl disaster to be heartrending. The legacy of this disaster seems unending.

http://inmotion.magnumphotos.com/essay/chernobyl