Summer aromas: caucasian division

Even if somebody's driving by and with the windows rolled up, I swear I can smell the aura of sunscreen half a mile away. The atmosphere inside the movie house was drenched in this smell, and the pale faces glowed in the gloom. The movie was doing decent business, even for the first matinee, with a ratio of about ten females to every male, and not a teenager in sight. The movie was I Capture the Castle, which probably won't stick around long. It's too bad that we passed the book along, because this would be a good time to reread it and compare it with the movie version. The movie didn't make nearly enough out of the bear/fur-coat confusion.