Today was an extra extra-ordinary day.
My mommy and I spent the day together, and my favorite part was when she read a book to me. Three chapters of “Silent Spring” by and we bonded in the similar perceptions and notions that we agree with the state of the world. Luckily mommy and I are doing something about it.
The sacred moment that we shared when my mommy was here, when reading those first three chapters, whilst I drew her hand and a visual of not only the answer to the issues in Rachel Carson’s chapters. Knowing that I am not much of a reader, mommy read me the chapters with such a storyteller voice that while I was drawing and doodling her new logo, I truly engaged with the words that she was reading to me, and now Rachel Carson’s words have been memorized in my muscles as I sketched this piece. The love and joy of the art reminds me of how important it is to eat fresh food out of my own garden, and fertilize with organic gardening… just like what my mommy is teaching me!
As I sit in the evening reading Chapter 17, page 278, I am moved by this phrase that Rachel Carson notes:
“Any science may be likened to a river,” says a John’s Hopkins biologist, Professor Carl P. Swanson. “It has it’s obscure and unpretentious beginning; its quiet stretches as well as its rapids; its periods of drought as well as of fullness. It gathers momentum with the work of many investigators and as it is fed by other streams of thought; it is deepened and broadened by the concepts and generalizations that are gradually evolved.”