“You take huge steps, trying to feel the planet’s roundness arc between your feet.”
I took an early morning walk but couldn’t feel that arc… the thought in this sentence struck me and I know I’ll continue trying to feel the impossible when walking through our forest again. I was surprised to realize Annie Dillard’s Pilgrim at Tinker Creek has sat on my shelf unread. Published in 1974, Dillard won a Pulitzer Prize for nonfiction for this book which is part nature, part meditative writing. Dillard herself referred to it as a theological treatise. Her appreciation of Thoreau is supposed to be evident in the pages. I’ll see – I’ve only just begun walking through it.
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