Annie Dillard - Pilgrim at Tinker Creek (pdf).pdf
A fog that won’t burn away drifts and flows across my field of vision. When you see fog move against a backdrop of deep pines, you don’t see the fog itself, but streaks of clearness floating across the air in dark shreds.
Annie Dillard • Annie Dillard - Pilgrim at Tinker Creek (pdf).pdf
This is what it’s like to be a beginner and know you are a beginner. You can feel this sensation of fog and how it moves across your field of vision. Then you get streaks of clearness floating across the air in dark shreds.
The point is that I just don’t know what the lover knows; I just can’t see the artificial obvious that those in the know construct.
Annie Dillard • Annie Dillard - Pilgrim at Tinker Creek (pdf).pdf
How I feel being in the Comité. I don’t know what these lovers know. I can’t see the artificial obvious that they see, yet.
I squint at the wind because I read Stewart Edward White: “I have always maintained that if you looked closely enough you could see the wind—the dim, hardly-made-out, fine d é bris fleeing high in the air.” White was an excellent observer, and devoted an entire chapter of The Mountains to the subject of seeing deer: “As soon as you can forget the n... See more
Annie Dillard • Annie Dillard - Pilgrim at Tinker Creek (pdf).pdf
On Seeing and learning to see. Reflections on seeing bird and animals from the boat on the Rio Yanuyacu.
Meanwhile, the mouse is positively littering the field with its little piles of cut stems into which, presumably, the author of the book is constantly stumbling.
Annie Dillard • Annie Dillard - Pilgrim at Tinker Creek (pdf).pdf
This is the stumble.
How could so many hide in the tree without my seeing them?
Annie Dillard • Annie Dillard - Pilgrim at Tinker Creek (pdf).pdf
ut I don’t see what the specialist sees, and so I cut myself off, not only from the total picture, but from the various forms of happiness
Annie Dillard • Annie Dillard - Pilgrim at Tinker Creek (pdf).pdf
On seeing
t if you cultivate a healthy poverty and simplicity, so that finding a penny will liter-ally make your day, then, since the world is in fact planted in pennies, you have with your poverty bought a lifetime of days. It is that simple. What you see is what you get
Annie Dillard • Annie Dillard - Pilgrim at Tinker Creek (pdf).pdf
On the choice to live this specific way
The world is fairly studded and strewn with pennies cast broadside from a generous hand.
Annie Dillard • Annie Dillard - Pilgrim at Tinker Creek (pdf).pdf
Yes, it is.
So I think about the valley. It is my leisure as well as my work, a game. It is a fierce game I have joined because it is being played anyway, a game of both skill and chance, played against an un-seen adversary—the conditions of time—in which the payoffs, which may suddenly arrive in a blast of light at any moment, might as well come to me as anyo... See more
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This is how I interact with my daily life.