When we went to the library recently, this book called to me from the shelf, as I walked by the new selections. The red barn on the cover pulled me in first. Then I saw beneath the title ‘On Farming, Food, and Love’ and thought this is my kind of book!
And it was. Each night before bed, I wanted to read just one more page. (Yes, that same book I was writing about in my Gratitude Sunday post.) There were times I laughed out loud (then quickly caught myself because I didn’t want to wake Bracken sleeping next to me) and times I cried because it was so heartwarming and the words touched me so deeply.
It’s a true story of transformation from New York chick to Farm gal and Kristin tells it so honestly and beautifully. I finished it last night, to the sound of rain outside, while drinking ginger tea with honey that was cold by the time I got to it (but tasted just as good.) Yesterday had been a long and somewhat frustrating day- stretching my patience. I felt the weight of the day lift, page by page, as I plunged into the story.
As I sat with the last page open, I let the pleasant chills sweep over my body as the words sunk in. Then I shut the book quietly and sat for a moment. I looked over at Jeff and Bracken sleeping next to me. Bracken had rolled over in his sleep and sprawled his legs all over Jeff, which looked quite comical. I thought about the days I complained, when I felt exhausted and frustrated. And I realized there was nothing like a good book to finish the day and bring my life back into perspective. With love humming in my heart, I looked at those two asleep- those two souls that I completely adore and whom I get to spend my days with. I felt full. Oh yes, that book was just what I needed to read.