I went to a different library tonight, and removed myself from the nonfiction section long enough to find the Yann Martel, A Home at the End of the World by Michael Cunningham, and The Probable Future by Alice Hoffman.

For my nonfiction fix, I got Inside the Sky, A Meditation on Flight by William Langewiesche.

But since I no longer have spare time, I don’t know when I’ll get to read them. Perhaps most days, I’ll just stare at the covers, and wish that life would slow down a bit.

It rained so much last night I dreamed the house was flooded.

In San Francisco, a trash company will soon begin collecting dog droppings as a new raw material for methane production. Talk about a never-ending resource.

Galanthamine is a compound in daffodils used in drugs that fight dementia-related diseases such as Alzheimer’s.

In Wales, farmers might be growing fields of the flowers in the mountain areas, because levels of galanthamine increase with altitude.

The teen, who suffers from a brain tumor, endured 19 accidental radiation overdoses, and is improving thanks to hyperbaric oxygen treatments.

Her condition remains guarded, but her skin has responded dramatically to the treatments.