Dreaming, I untangle my knitting conundrums: rip out one half-finished cardigan and use the yarn for a cabled pullover. Nothing earth-alternating, planet-changing, simply my need for order and creation. Some small measure of satisfaction.
Which is why I understand the volunteer in the Giving Closet, the room in the old school building where I work these days. The Giving Closet holds the community’s castoffs and giveaways, an endless motion of clothes and toys and dishes and not enough artwork that swaps around from household to household.
Late afternoon, low clouds pressing around the wide windows as a storm moves in, I wander into her space and offer hot water for tea. She’s endeavored to straighten and tidy the concatenation of stuff that invariably slides into chaos. Two women are looking for scrubs, holding up shirts and asking each other, This? or This?
Through the windows, snow drifts down. The roads part and V around this old schoolhouse, empty. Across the way, the Ukrainian flag hangs down from the church’s sign.
….. and here’s a few lines from a recent review of Unstitched by Joanna Theiss.
While Unstitched is a valuable and important book for its discussion of opioid addiction, the writing is quietly beautiful, every word appreciative of the Vermont landscape and its seasons, on mothering girls while grieving with a mother who lost her own daughter, on the stark class divides that hinder our efforts to grow past this crisis, and the joy of community, no matter how much mending it requires.
9 thoughts on “Order.”
I would say “quietly beautiful” is perfect. Though you rarely hear from me, I almost never miss a post or “click” that will lead me to another of your writings.
Hi Elizabeth, thank you for writing in across the internet waves. I greatly appreciate it! 🌻
Lovely post and wonderful image!
My sweet cat Acer…. 5 below zero this morning.
Wow! It’s so cold…. and your Acer is gorgeous ❣️
Small measures of satisfaction can keep one going for days. And your kitty is lovely!
So true. It’s taken me a ridiculous amount of time to learn to appreciate these small things. And thanks for admiring my sweet cat.
Concatenation! Great word and congrats on the review.
Love this word!