Ernest Hemingway famously wrote that a man had to plant a tree, fight a bull, write a book, and have a son. Taking one enormous giant step away from the feminists’ ranting about Hemingway and his often not poplar notions of manhood and women, I’d like to acknowledge that these four tenets of advice are pretty much as salt-of-the-earth as I could imagine.
As my older daughter and I planted a tree this afternoon, we talked about Hemingway and how that advice might differ for women. Have a daughter, we immediately agreed.
Fight a lady bull? my younger daughter suggested.
No, I insisted. Fight a bull. I wrote a book — not a lady book by any means. Fight the bull you encounter, horns or not. Plant the tree you must, wherever your soil lies.