Housekeeping by Marilynne Robinson

I highly recommend you to read this book, especially if you enjoy poetry. It is simply a masterpiece.

"He would pick up eggshells, a bird's wing, a jawbone, the ashy fragment of a wasp's nest. He would peer at each of them with the most absolute attention, and then put them in his pockets, where he kept his jack-knife and his loose change. He would peer at them as if he could read them, and pocket them as if he could own them. This is death in my hand, this is ruin in my breast pocket, where I keep my reading glasses. At such times he was as forgetful of her as he was of his suspenders and of his Methodism, but all the same it was then that she loved him best, as a soul all unaccompanied, like her own" (17).

Much love and busy-ness.

The Bazzzzz