Status Updates From Animal, Vegetable, Miracle:...

~ April is the cruelest month, T.S. Eliot wrote, by which I think he meant (among other things) that springtime makes people crazy. We expect too much, the world burgeons with promises it can't keep, all passion is really a setup, and we're doomed to get our hearts broken yet again.

~ When we walked as a nation away from the land, our knowledge of food production fell away from us like dirt in a laundry-soap commercial.

~ ...that's the only reality they witness as landscapers come to campuses and city parks and surreptitiously yank out one flower before it fades from its prime, replacing it with another.

Me: WHAT. How have I never noticed this??

Pre-read: It's a policy of mine to have at least one non-fiction read going at all times alongside my fiction reads. Since I've finished The Unthinkable, I'm picking this one up because I only have six days before it's due to the library. Reading this for a merit badge in the Proper Mountain Women Club!