"Not all that wander are lost" is the famous bumper sticker line from Tolkien's The Hobbit. But it's true. I have begun wandering again daily after literally months on my butt writing. And there, in a tree I'll see a bird's nest in red branches against blue sky just waiting for the spring once again.
When I was young, I read a Welch fantasy tale called Taran Wanderer by Lloyd Alexander, about a pig-minder who sets to wandering, meets many a dangerous and foul creature in his journey, and eventually becomes the High King of the land.
That book enchanted me and what with the wrack and ruin that is the supposed real news of the day I've decided to hide my head ostrich-style in fantasy fiction. Because of a young client I have been reading the adrenaline-rush dragon-filled, sex and violence filled Fourth Wing series by Rebecca Yarros.
But when I was put 750th in line for the newest one Onyx Storm by the local library, I looked elsewhere and chanced upon Ursula LeGuin's The Wizard of Earthsea.
Now there is a wanderer's tale at its very best. A book so beautifully written, I would gladly listen to it all over again. Today is my 66th birthday and I spent the morning of it driving south on Interstate 95 to NY; listening and weeping at the beauty of this tale of magic, discovery and balance. There could not have been a better gift.
What are you grateful for today?
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