We picked blueberries this morning. Our departure was a bit delayed by the fact that my sister shut her finger in the van door, but we made it eventually. We picked 17.8 pounds and plans for blueberry muffins and other deliciousness are underway. It was at the blueberry place that I heard the Amusing Sentence of the Day:
"Learning more stuff is good!"
Folks, I couldn't make this up if I tried.
As we drove up, we saw what was evidently the girls of a large family getting into their van to drive away. They all had long hair and long skirts on. I felt that recognition--you know? When you see someone else who's trying to live differently than the rest of the world? And then I realized they probably wouldn't think I was trying to live differently because I have short hair and, horror of horrors, a skirt that only comes down a few inches below my knees. But that's all right. I know that I want to live a certain way and if that's not evident from the moment someone lays eyes on me, it might be a good thing.
The blueberry place was away out in the country and I realized again that I do want to live in the country when I'm older. Or at least, not-in-the-city--somewhere where we can have some land and gardens and a few animals. I know that's a dream of mine, but at the same time I wonder if that's what God wants. Maybe He wants me to help street kids in Chicago or something. I guess, in the end I have to just know that God knows who I am and what I need and what I can give better than anyone else, including myself. But...I really want that little bit of land and a nice old house.
And then I came home and ate left-over chicken and read I Capture the Castle. Now I'm trying to figure out what to make because I am in a baking mood and wish to feed someone. This is partly why I love Sunshine even though I don't usually recommend it.
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Yum. Any day with blueberries (and a good book) is a good day indeed!
I know that feeling! That recognition of people living differently, and suddenly realizing that they probably wouldn't recognize that in me. I somehow get a sense of relief knowing that there are people like that, even though I'm not one. But I agree with you, it may be a good thing that I'm not so obviously different.
What is Sunshine?
I know exactly what you mean about the recognition feeling!!
Mimi, I completely agree!
Valerie, Sunshine is by Robin McKinley (Beauty), but it has vampires and sex, which is why I don't recommend it to other people. But I do personally love it.
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