Lace part two

It's dark this morning. We had a rainstorm last night with plenty of thunder and lightening. It was good for the flowers and yards since we've had a dry spell for a while. I love laying in bed and seeing the flashes of lightening and hearing the thunder roll.

It was a quiet day yesterday. I finished To Kill A Mockingbird. It is such a picture of rural south. Since my mother was from Georgia and we visited for two weeks every year I had a little experience there. As I was reading certain memories surfaced that I had completely forgotten about. There are things that you did as a child that get engrained inside of you. Just little things...like bread with butter and sugar on it or a song..Sweetly Sings the Donkey. Or the red dirt. I really loved this book and the picture that it paints of times like my childhood. Today I will begin To Set a watchman.

I found this article about Harper Lee to be interesting

Lee, today, finds herself in a place she traditionally has not enjoyed occupying: the news. That's because of the surprise announcement that To Kill a Mockingbird will have its long-awaited sequel: Go Set a Watchman, about the adventures of a grown-up Scout as she returns to Maycomb, Alabama, to visit Atticus. That a novel more than 60 years in the making would finally be published was the result, Lee said in a statement delivered through her publisher, HarperCollins, of some crazy serendipity: The book’s long-lost manuscript was discovered by her lawyer, the statement says, "in a secure location where it had been affixed to an original typescript of To Kill a Mockingbird."*

Which is all, almost needless to say, a very big deal. (When the new novel was announced earlier today, apparently, "a series of screams" could be heard in the offices of Penguin Random House, Lee's U.K. publisher.) To Kill a Mockingbird is beloved in ways few of its fellow curricular staples are. More than half a century after its original publication, it continues to sell more than a million copies a year; it's been translated into more than 40 languages. Not only has it proven itself, repeatedly, to be on the right side of history; it also captures, in a way few books are able to, that particular feeling, smallness straining against bigness, that comes with being a kid. For many American children—myself, and possibly you, very much included—Mockingbird offered an early, easy exposure to justice and the lack of it. It eased us, through the charming person of Scout, into a truth we were alternately warned about and protected from: that life can be, without at all meaning to be, cruelly unfair.

 

 

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