25 September 2022: “…she was thinking of Preston when he came home from school. He would sit on the edge of a chair and watch those pillowcases for all he was worth. He’d race to tell her each time another sleeper struggled from its stupor to begin the slow climb, pressed between the soft walls of fabric. She and Preston would cheer for the stragglers, because at the end of the day, it was something they could do. Count the living and the dead, and do the math” --Barbara Kingsolver, Flight Behavior
In preparation for Kingsolver's visit to Shepherd this week, I've been thinking about this book quite a bit, particularly this section, where Dellarobia imagines watching frozen butterflies wake up and emerge. I feel like our world is in this position now: waiting, watching, counting.
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