Reaping the harvest

“It is winter proper; the cold weather, such as it is, has come to stay. I bloom indoors in the winter like a forced forsythia; I come in to come out. At night I read and write, and things I have never understood become clear; I reap the harvest of the rest of the year’s planting." -- Annie Dlllard, Pilgrim at Tinker Creek

Lisa Knopp