“Often I have not known where I was going until I was already there. I have had my share of desires and mistakes and surprises. Often I have received better than I have deserved. Often my fairest hopes have rested on bad mistakes. I am an ignorant pilgrim, crossing a dark valley. And yet for a long time, looking back, I have been unable to shake off the feeling that I have been led-make of that what you will.”
I return to Wendell Berry with a sigh. One must begin somewhere.