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
Being attracted to shiny things I was distracted by your name over at Rotten Correspondent's.
ReplyDeleteSo I came. And I've already shared your link with another friend - who happened to agree with me.
Your blog is fab.
Love the poetry and the visuals.
Love the sarcasm.
Welcome, aims and friend. The more the merrier:>)
ReplyDeleteWonderfully juxtaposed images there, my dearest Distracted amie!
ReplyDeleteBurrrrr! Keep warm and cozy until the groundhog says it's OK to go out again!