My afternoon offerings...

Wednesday. My kitchen. My backyard.

I'm currently reading Adam Sisman's book Boswell's Presumptuous Task--the Making of the Life of Dr. Johnson, and one of the most remarkable things about Boswell is not just that he kept exceptionally candid (sometimes self-deprecatingly so) journals, but he would take pains to publicize them. Imagine...the first blogger-at-heart in the 1700's. At the time, it was unimaginable.

This business of documenting a life entreats me to live more deliberately. To be the hero in my own story. To speak more precisely. To recognize and record beauty. To put it all out there.