A Leap of Faith...
Itís taken me almost 15 months to finish Michael Pollanís non-fiction book, A Place of My Own but Iíve been busy. The book is about his undertaking the construction of a reading hut in the rear of his property. While I didnít have a hand in the making of our Airstream, I could relate to Pollan's journey; all new owners must read, study, and implement their newly acquired knowledge to make their home on wheels work for them. I notice quite a few new Airstream owners chiming in on their newfound dream machine and so Pollanís closing remarks are for them, along with the many prospective owners to be:
ďĎFirst we shape our buildings,í Winston Churchill famously remarked, Ďand thereafter our buildings shape us.'
So this was the house for the self that stood a little apart and at an angle, the self that thought a good place to spend the day was between two walls of books in front of a big window overlooking life. The part of me that was willing to wager something worthwhile could come of being alone in the woods with oneís thoughts, in a place of oneís own, of oneís own making. As for the story that this house hinted at, the first part of it you know already, the part about its making; the next wouldnít begin until tomorrow, on move-in day, a morning that from here held the bright promise of all beginnings, of departure, of once upon a time.Ē
Time to get started.