A Year with EB White
"You have been my friend. That in itself is a tremendous thing. I wove my webs for you because I liked you. After all, what's a life, anyway? We're born, we live a little while, we die. A spider's life can't help being something of a mess, with all this trapping and eating flies. By helping you, perhaps I was trying to lift up my life a trifle. Heaven knows anyone's life can stand a little of that."----- from Charlotte's Web I am a soul always drawn and fascinated by the idea of " A Year of...". A Year of Rumi. A Year of Calvin and Hobbes. A year cooking with Julia Child. A project that provides guidance for the year and a ruler we can measure inward growth in the course of our circle around the sun. One year, after an early marriage and an unsurprising--except to me--early divorce, I came across a book by Sue Hubbell titled A Country Year. I didn't plan for it to take a year to read, but it did. I only read it at night before I went t
Oh dear, be careful out there. I just tagged you, come see...
ReplyDeleteYuck. We're expecting more snow tonight. I got not one call for hospice tonight. Ahhhhhh.
ReplyDeleteEerie shot. I wonder why I have an urge to jump right into it!
ReplyDeleteComing our way, too. This, following the leak in the bedroom roof. OY
ReplyDeleteIt would be the day for ski club, where I, as the head adviser, get to sit in the lodge on cold metal chairs:-) It is beautiful watching the snow outside, though