Heatwave

A short entry. It's been a hot, sticky day. The TV news says it's been the warmest day in Connecticut since 1929 - with temperatures hitting 93 F just a few miles north of here. It was probably a few degrees cooler here near the shoreline, but only a few, certainly in the 80s. Trying to work in the reading room at the Beinecke was tricky, since the air-condition wasn't working, and it got progressively more oven-like as the day progressed. The doors onto the outside courtyard can't be opened, presumably because one of us might be tempted to run away with the Gutenberg Bible in our sweaty hands. I'm now back at the apartment. And - hurrah - a new internet connection's been hard-wired in. It works. Hence the update. Also: a package waiting for me with some Easter chocolates from Oxford, only ever so slightly melted. Thank you so much! Tomorrow, I have to give a brief talk to other researchers and librarians about my work; nothing too strenuous, just a few ad hoc minutes.