Wednesday, August 22, 2012
Thinking about the donkey Shelley wrote about here. She wants to be her fairy godmother (my words--she uses the more practical "sponsor") but is running into defensive small town bureaucrats (my words).
I have a free afternoon and am going to visit Walden Pond. Thoreau keeps coming into my life. I wrote about him here and here. I am embarrassed to say that I've tried to avoid him--too popular! too obvious! he's on coffee mugs and t-shirts! Reminds me of when I started college and thought I didn't need to take literature classes because I'd already read the books. Which reminds me of something Thoreau wrote:
The youth gets together his materials to build a bridge to the moon, or perchance a palace or temple on the earth, and at length the middle-aged man concludes to build a wood-shed with them.
And now I have a wood-shed to work on. I'll report back soon.