Gift from the Orchard
The orchard is not the place to rest; to read, write or think. So begins my ode to Gift from the Sea, the little book that took New York by storm in 1955, yet still resonates deeply with women today. At least it does with me. The journalist in me wants to call the author Anne Morrow Lindbergh by her last name here, but Anne shares my middle name, just the way I spell it. I feel a connection with her, so will use her first name. Anne’s husband was a pilot like my husband, Scott used to be. She […]
