Lovely description of those precious moments when having nothing doesn’t get in the way of having everything.
We are lucky, we have some things and we have everything: trays of flower and vegetable seedlings are soaking up the spring warmth on the terrace; blackbirds are singing like there’s no pandemic (which in their world, there isn’t); and the evenings are lengthening, brightening and warming. Our afternoon walks can start later and end later, unwinding the day and preparing for deep, body-tired, mind-relaxed sleep.
And ‘umbrageous’, when did you last see that little darling?
‘We had nothing. No car, no television, no money. We had everything. I grew vegetables and brewed beer. Blackbirds and thrushes sang, and nightingales, too, on umbrageous June evenings.’
See also our quote-rich celebration of David Esterly’s magnificent book, The Lost Carving.
Source: David Esterly, The Lost Carving: A Journey to the heart of making (New York: Penguin, 2013), p. 65
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