Update: Quilt bid now stands at $150. Thank you, Suzanne!
It's 6:10 am, and I've been awake since 4:15. Not good.
In the meantime, I've been paging through two good reads:
I love this book! I've lent it it to many pals, and it was kicking around in my car because someone returned it. An excellent re-read, too.
Novella Carpenter writes about a farm she created on an abandoned lot in West Oakland, deep in the ghetto, with a compelling cast of characters and eventually chickens, turkeys, ducks, bees, and two pigs. She and her boyfriend dumpster-dive to feed her animals, even behind fancy restaurants on Fourth Street.
I just discovered that she has a blog and has open-house workday at her farm every Thursday. My friend Anne and I are thinking of going down and helping out.
And the other book:
This is such a sweet, engaging, sad book. The essayist Roger Rosenblatt writes of his experience of moving in with his son-in-law and three small children after his daughter dies suddenly. He and his wife leave their home in Long Island, move to Bethesda, and take up life with a young family struggling with loss, re-weaving a life.
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And the nearly bid-free quilt:
I have one bid of $100. Any others? It's waiting for a home, and the Berkeley Food Pantry shelves are waiting for more food. Supplies at the Alameda County Food Bank are running low, and that has a direct impact on what we can give away to the people who line up for food every Monday, Wednesday, and Friday.
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