Today I’m just sharing a few things that make me happy or are touchstones for me.
And this, one of my favorite quotes. I still remember sitting at a restaurant with my best friend when we discovered we were reading the same book (with this quote in it), and started to mention the passage at the exact same time:
There is a fraternity of us, the abyss walkers. In our eyes, the world is divided by it, made up of those who walk frail, careening rope bridges over the abysses and those who do not. We know each other. I do not think it is a conscious thing with us, this knowing, at least not most of the time, or we would flee from each other as from monsters. It is an animal thing. It is only on that wild old neck-prickling level that we meet. It is only in our eyes that we acknowledge that our twin exhalations have touched and mingled. Sometimes, though not often, one of the others, the non-abyss people, will know us too. You may even know the feeling yourself; you may have met someone about whom otherness clings like miasma; you can feel it on your skin though you can’t name it. When that happens, you have met one of us. You may even be one of us, down deep and in secret. The other half of the world, the solid, golden half, the non-abyssers…they feel nothing under their feet but solidity. They inherit the earth. We inherit the wind. –from Outer Banks by Anne Rivers Siddons
I can’t leave you without a song, can I? This one has been my favorite since the first time I heard it, on a road trip to Montana in my Jeep, ten years ago.
Those are two more of my favorite things, which now require photos:
My Jeep (now gone)
in Montana (still there, I believe)