I'll be out of town--in Turkey, to be precise--from now until July 16, which means that HOM will be on vacation as well. Feel free to rove the archives and leave snarky comments on existing posts until that time. And when I'm back, I'll be blogging at length about Mahler's Sixth (you should have seen the Brobdingnagian croquet mallet they used for the two hammer blows of fate), the new Didion book (excellent, touching, strange), and my favorite newspaper ad of the moment, which begins:
"Live in the sunshine, swim in the sea, drink the wild air," wrote Ralph Waldo Emerson. If you didn't know better, you'd think the great writer was talking about the Hamptons--a destination that's a world apart and offers an ambiance unlike any other.