Notes from Jan

Goings and Comings

August 17, 2019

Someone once said, “The journey of a thousand miles begins with a stop in the bathroom.”

After almost 3000 miles of driving to and from the Carolinas, visiting family and friends, it’s good to be back at the Perch, where the air comes salted and fishy, most days, and bathrooms come without lines.

Returned to a stuffy house, flowers showing signs of global warming, junk mail, bills and three weeks of email. It felt so good to be untethered from technology for the better part of three weeks and I do mean better.

While away, one of my favorite writers, Wendell Berry, celebrated a birthday. From what I can tell, he still farms and writes in Kentucky. The Writer’s Almanac left some of his words to consider:

“Every day do something that won’t compute.”

“Be joyful though you have considered all the facts.”

And, though it’s crossed my mind as I work to simplify, “Don’t own so much clutter that you will be relieved to see your house catch fire.”Wendell Berry

House still stands.

Good to be home, where rest seems to come through routine, appreciation of the familiar with just enough hope to keep me on the edge of my seat, believing God’s got more good up his sleeve than you or I could possibly imagine.

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