i finished The Unlikely Pilgrimage of Harold Fry in a river of tears. it’s officially my favorite book i’ve read so far this year. really lovely. and instructional i thought. lessons in how to be a better human being. but in the least preachy and most poetic way you can imagine. stories have always done this for me, so much more than any self-help book ever could. i read non-fiction for the sake of my brain, but stories for the good of my heart. oh and this one was so restorative in such a deep way.
“They believed in him. They had looked at him in his yachting shoes, and listened to what he said, and they had made a decision in their hearts and minds to ignore the eveidence and to imagine something bigger and something infinitely more beautiful than the obvious. Remembering his own doubt, Harold was humbled.
…the pewter sea lay behind, while ahead of him was all the land that led to Berwick, where once again there would be sea. He had started; and in doing so Harold could already see the end.”
this week i found a fairytale walking path that took me underneath mounds of oranges growing against a high wall. fallen camelias littering the path. so many birds and flowers and even a trail leading down a wooded hillside! where…i found a small clearing with 4 rabbits! BUNNIES! with puffy white tails!
i’ve been walking here this week and i will share more of it with you very soon.
but for now, back to books.
i also finished another outstanding book – The Fault In Our Stars.
“The world,” he said, “is not a wish granting factory,” and then he broke down, just for one moment, his sob roaring impotent like a clap of thunder unaccompanied by lightning, the terrible ferocity that amateurs in the field of suffering might mistake for weakness.
and now i am reading a more pedestrian book, but one which i am enjoying since it takes place in spoleto where i am bound in 4 weeks time.
i was also surprised to see that my spoleto landlord is none other than the author’s landscaper! cool! i’m bookmarking all the passages related to food and restaurants. they mention some very special (not fancy) places with interesting regional dishes. truffles & wild boar & unsalted umbrian bread with chestnut honey..for starters.
on the novel front i have 2 lined up. Benediction by Kent Haruf and So Brave Young and Handsome by Leif Enger (because i adored his Peace Like A River) both of these are recommendations sent to me from DFLA readers. who are turning out to be doing me favor after favor in the unputdownable book department.
and one more, another memoir. this one by my hero john muir, The Yosemite. because i’m headed there next week!