Clambering

Cool damp morning, and a nice training session at the climbing joint with a friend; the day cleared and warmed up enough for my mother's exercise. My friend recovering from surgery had a birthday, so I delivered her a little something and visited. She's already been out hiking on a gentle trail, and regaining her range of motion rapidly. We figure we'll be able to get out on some easy to moderate climbing well before summer's end.
Kind of in between books, perusing a lot of reviews for now. Not much of the new books looks appealing. I do not want to read, for example, "A novel in stories and a story collection [that] trace the troubles of middle-aged women," or somebody's "new novel [that] centers on a book club in the Hamptons that transforms the lives of three women." Sounds like fiction manufactured to chase a perceived market.