But blogging will still be slow for a while. I just got back from a long weekend in the mountains with Kate at a bed and breakfast run out of Senator Harry Byrd's old house in Berryville, Virginia. "House" doesn't do it justice - it's called Rosemont Manor. We stayed in the Roosevelt Suite, so named because - you guessed it - Byrd used to entertain FDR there. We picked up almost two cases of wine from six different wineries that are all farther west than we usually visit. The changing foliage is at its height now - a great trip.
I have one pet peeve for all aspiring inn-keepers: sparsely populating your bookshelves with a few volumes of the Harvard Classics and a couple books on FDR looks really bad. If you have a bookshelf and you are putting books on it, fill it. Six books on a whole book shelf looks really tacky. It doesn't matter all that much what you fill it with, just fill it or leave it empty. That having been said, I did enjoy reading a few essays by Francis Bacon from the aforementioned Harvard Classics, including some very interesting thoughts he had on usury. I also used the weekend to revisit some Keynes - I reread The End of Laissez Faire, and got most of the way through Economic Consequences of the Peace (which is a really excellent book, and probably gets too much lip-service and less actual thought than it deserves).
The violinist analogy improved
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