|For Debbie - With gratitude for your care of my story - enjoy our how-not-to-do-it book|
You know how sometimes life buzzes at a pace that you don't want to try to keep up with? You do and do and do yet somehow you end the day having done nothing that needed doing? So the only thing you can imagine TO do is to lose yourself somewhere remote? Really, it seems the only answer. I once upon a time found myself fantasizing about living somewhere no one could find me. Someplace where my little family could squirrel away and quietly home school, worship, enjoy the land, be self sufficient. In my fantasy I pictured us smiling, as we would cook, spin, weave, knit, gather eggs, milk the cow... The landscape was perfect, the house and outbuildings were in perfect repair. I don't recall any laundry, dirty dishes, grumpy children, or sweat.
Then someone loaned me the book Homestead by Jane Kirkpatrick. Boy did this woman burst my bubble. It was bound to pop anyway as I am a realist (really), yet I'm happy to blame Jane. I loved the book. And although her experience couldn't have been further from my utopia it still had a rustic (complete understatement) charm. This book was a true account of how 2 sane people made an insane decision to conquer an untamed land... She spoke of places that are familiar to me as this crazy move brought her to eastern Oregon.
Today I had the pleasure of meeting Jane. She came to speak at the bookstore right in this here town. She was wonderful. A gifted speaker, personable and entertaining. A very real person. She was promoting her new book, The Daughter's Walk. I bought the last book on the shelf for my grandmother which leaves me to rely on the public library. It sounds fascinating! I'll tell you more about it after I finish reading it.