(This is my last post for autumn colors week - brown today. Top photo: some of our harvested potatoes; #2 - at home; #3 - at Jones Creek Farm; #4 - at Sitka & Spruce; #5 - a neighbor's house; #6 - my home; #7 - at Joe Bar)
What are you reading these days? I just picked up Anne Lamott's Bird by Bird. (Have you read her book Operating Instructions: A Journal of My Son's First Year? Alexi and I read it aloud together when Abbott was a baby; I consider it a must-read for all parents.) I'd like to share this bit with you today:
'...every single one of us at birth is given an emotional acre all our own. You get one, your awful Uncle Phil gets one, I get one, Tricia Nixon gets one, everyone gets one. And as long as you don't hurt anyone, you really get to do with your acre as you please. You can plant fruit trees or flowers or alphabetized rows of vegetables, or nothing at all. If you want your acre to look like a giant garage sale, or an auto-wrecking yard, that's what you get to do with it. There's a fence around your acre, thougth, with a gate, and if people keep coming onto your land and sliming it or trying to get you to do what they think is right, you get to ask them to leave. And they have to go, because this is your acre.' p. 44, Bird by Bird: Some Instructions on Writing and Life.
Enjoy your Friday.