Book Report: Seeking Good Cheer (Or, Barring That, Hope)

I finished the sheep detective book last night. Hated closing the cover on the little flock. They were quite charming.

Started Jane Goodall’s Reason for Hope: A Spiritual Journey. Seemed like a sound choice for someone in need of uplifting reading material.

Goodall’s concern for nature and animals was evident when she was but a baby. Her mother often told a story about the night she stepped up to 18-month-old Jane’s bed to wish her sweet dreams and found two handfuls of earthworms wriggling beside her daughter.

“Jane,” she cautioned, “if you keep them here they’ll die. They need the earth.”

Jane immediately scooped up her little friends and, with her mother’s assistance, returned them to their home in the garden.

I think I’m going to like Jane…

[That’s 18-month-old Jane in the photograph, on the beach with Jubilee—a stuffed animal commemorating the first chimp born at the London Zoo. Goodall still has Jubilee.]