It’s Sunday morning just before 9am. This time next week, I may very well be a farm owner. My dream may have come true.

My Deck, Almost

When I think about this place, I imagine a few animals and a great garden. I see some trails up the mountains into the woods, and I hear the laughter of friends on the deck with a bottle of wine. I see all the things that can make me happy.

I also see evenings on the deck with books – a cup of tea, a lap blanket, and a book. I can see myself doing this at 37 and at 50 and at 70 and 85. Just me, a book, and a deck.

So when we get the house cleaned up, and I’m ready to move in, one of the first boxes on the truck will be a box of books. I want to include in it these titles:

Kindred by Octavia Butler
Flight by Sherman Alexie
A Secret Gift by Ted Gup
See You in a Hundred Years by Logan Ward
Let’s Take the Long Way Home by Gail Caldwell
Mudbound by Hillary Jordan
and All Over But the Shoutin’ by Rick Bragg

Somehow, I feel like these titles will set the tone for my place . . . and make great deck reading.

Any other suggestions for books I should add to my list?