Waldo is on holiday, contemplating a mint julep, the chill rising off the glass, and trying to adapt to a smart phone that mainly seems intent on making Waldo feel Not Smart. He feels like Stephen Hawking tapping out the unified theory of the universe.
Anyway, hie yourselves over to The Cotton Boll Conspiracy and read-well, everything- but, for Waldo's money-the excellent appreciation of Flannery O'Connor there.
Her collected letters, The Habit of Being, are a worthy companion to her literary works. When she and her mother went to Lourdes seeking a cure for her lupus, she wrote a friend that her policy was to stick to what she knew at home:"When in Rome, " she wrote, "do as you done in Milledgeville."