—Most days I run right to my computer as soon as I wake up, long before I think
of the treadmill, a shower, breakfast or any of those other first-thing-in-the-
morning activities that I used to do in the days before I started working with
grain sacks in such a big way.
—The emails that I find usually lead me straight to the grain sack room with my
camera to sort through all of the choices, the grain sacks that the morning’s
customers might like best. Of course, by now, those much less-compelling things….
exercising, dressing, eating….have been forgotten in my haste to have the
pleasure of hanging around in my grain sacks.
—So today, as I was sending off photos to my very good friend-customer, the one
whose heart is most taken by the oldest, most patched and darned sacks of them
all, I noticed that the edges of my shoes were in some of the photos. The thing
that was so good about this discovery was that my shoes matched the grain sacks!
—They are my way-old, well-loved linen Merrell slip-ons. You know the ones. These
are just chock full of holes, with the exposed grey backing looking so much like a
patch that I had to point it out to my darling friend who I knew would still love me,
even looking so tattered and torn.
It is a real joy to have people in my life who not only get me but like me just as I am.