by paige on August 1, 2010
A FEW YEARS back, my family made its own venture into the wilderness, moving from the urban sprawl of Los Angeles to the expansive green hills of the Hudson Valley. It’s paradise, yet the climate where we live can be wretched and unforgiving, the land hilly and full of stones. We marvel aloud at the tenacity and sheer strength of this area’s early settlers, the people who cleared all the trees, built the stone walls that still stand. We are awed by what they accomplished, and quite certain we, with our reliance on power tools, the internet, and central heating, would not have a prayer of replicating their achievements. [click to continue…]
SOMETIMES, YOU JUST HAVE to read a book. You love (or know!) the author, the subject compels you, something on the dust jacket sucks you in, a review is so provocative you cannot skip it…I have hundreds of different paths to reading, but the one I took to my latest favorite read is roundabout, for sure–and yet, at least for my life here on TSP, it feels totally inevitable. [click to continue…]
by paige on April 13, 2009
From the Mississippi Dept. of Archives and History
I CAN’T REMEMBER when I first became aware of the work of Eudora Welty, what story I read first, or when. I was probably in high school, and though I appreciated both Welty’s craft and her Southern settings (having spent part of my childhood in Tennessee) I lost track of her as an adult. Today, her birthday, is a good day to apologize to her for such a flagrant omission, and to remind myself that it’s time to dive back in.
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