Wednesday, September 23, 2009

Reading by the River

I moved my outside reading chair from the deck to a spot down by the river.

The railing around the deck obstructed my view and made me feel isolated from the wildness. Now, reading by the river, if the writing is good and transports me away, as good writing should, I sometimes look up and am surprised to see the river flowing right in front of me. It is a happy surprise, as though I have just arrived here for the first time. I felt something similar during the first month I was here, when I would often suddenly remember that I actually live in Montana.

"He was born in the summer of his twenty-seventh year, coming home to a place he'd never been before."


  1. awesome ... in so many ways ... I'm so happy for you!

  2. wish I could move my work chair down by the river (and NOT the stinky old Trinity River)...think Uncle Baker would go for that?

  3. Are you sure the "writing" is what transports you away?