“Fall is harvest, when
we’re getting all the good stuff that someone took the time to plant many month
ago. Someone planted it, and now we benefit from it. And that’s how
it is we make art. We struggle and push and plant seeds deep underground,
and it doesn’t look like much for a hilwe. But then someone comes alone
and listens to your song or sees your painting or reads your poem, and they
feel alive again, like the world if freh and bursting, just like harvest.
Plant something today that will feed someone many months or many years
from now. Plant something today, because you’ve feasted on someone else’s
carefully planted seeds, seeds that bloomed into nourishment and kept you alive
and wide-eyed.”
Shauna Niequiest in Bittersweet.
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