Back to the garden
I changed the quote in the sidebar to some lyrics from Joni Mitchell’s song “Woodstock.” They really sum up how I’ve been feeling lately. I’ve been reading Animal, Vegetable, Miracle for my book club and gardening and doing work in my backyard, and maybe it’s very tree-huggerish of me, but I really feel a renewed connection to who I am, where I came from (American by way of Ireland and Poland, mostly), and what I want my life to be like.
All of this is making me want to really work on my book when I’m not in the garden gathering lettuce for my dinner salad or cooing over the marigold patch. Luckily for me, I have a six hour layover tomorrow in the lovely Philadelphia airport before I get on an overnight flight to Europe. And although I’m not going to the land of my ancestors, I am going to a country that has perfected food culture and literary culture. I’m sure it will be a wonderful incubator for everything that’s been bubbling under the surface, a chance to reconnect with dear old friends, and the perfect opportunity to get back to the garden, as Joni has encouraged me to do.
