Dear Future Readers, I can’t wait to share the whole novel with you, but here’s a tidbit Chapter 3: Love is an enigma, but marriage is serious business. Girls can only leave home when they marry. This is well known. Any girl or young woman who does otherwise is, of course, ruined. Before marriage girls have to wait somewhere between bliss and hell. All girls. Prem and the raggedy girl who once loved her included. There hadn’t been many cozy spots for Prem between hell and bliss in the village in 1914, in the days before all the marrying started,…
The trees, says Kirwan, tell a story. https://time.com/5694648/ghost-forests-climate-change/?utm_source=pocket-newtab They will come to us one day, our descendants, and ask WHY. And thir lips will move but their voices will be whispers of agony and disbelief. WHY did you take away our planet before you left, mother, father, grandmother, grandfather? What will we say?
so this lovely young man gave me much advice about clambering out of the swimming hole in McKinney Park after he’d failed to bear me out of the water on his golden, sloping shoulders. And I told him my son might have been able to and he said, ‘where’s your son?’ And I said he’s at home, and he said, ‘so he’s with a babysitter, is he?’ And I said ‘no he’s a teenager.’ And my gentle gallant said, ‘Uggh, teenagers are the worst nightmare in the world.’ And we commiserated and shared stories.
This will be the century of the young
Climate Strikers are the lovers and gardeners of our planet. Treat them as heroes, bring them water, flowers and love. #Love Your #Garden, the #Planet #Earth.