Another nature walk. Beech and ginkgo. Sunlight upon nature is my favorite color.


Just phone photos while walking…
Love trees. Hidden back there? A goose on a dam. The goose is there every time I walk this path. Nest?
I won’t be walking this path until autumn again since the skeeters now own it. (Water there.). So I walk this path September- first skeeter bite.
I went without trees in my life for too long. Never again, if I can help it. I was surrounded by trains, concrete, and sidewalks without trees for way too long! It’s good to see a resurgence of love for trees.
Yesterday I
wrote about Willa Cather, a great American writer. Links to her most popular novel can be found here: Full Text My Antonia Willa Cather.
And more information about this novel’s 100 year anniversary can be found here: My Antonia 100 year anniversary.
I believe I should re-read My Antonia next in tribute! It’s a precious novel to me, with characters I understand, from the plucky Antonia to the depressed and ultimately suicidal father who laments the harshness of the prairie life, missing his urban life back in Europe.
But we also have to have a look at Louisa May Alcott, author of Little Women. Full text of the novel can be found here: Full text of Little Women.
Like Cather, Alcott felt her life was limited by being born female. Alcott saw her mother working day and night while her father was speaking to Emerson, Thoreau, and at times even Nathaniel Hawthorne; imagine those three greats as your neighbors.
I underestimated Alcott until I read more about her and saw PBS’s biopic, which may be found here: Alcott on American Masters PBS.
I regret I underestimated Alcott as a writer, being influenced by the rather young adult/ juvenile novels she wrote. She wrote so much more! She supported her family of four sisters AND her parents (mom and all the sisters worked at whatever “respectable” women could do, while it seems the father was educated but not particularly inclined to work after his school failed) with her writing of dark gothic stories and then these wildly popular “little women” type novels. Of the latter, she disliked writing them but to quote Fantine from Les Miserables? “It pays a bill.”
I would encourage watching this program and getting to know more about Alcott.
Of the three female writers I have written about so far, Anne Frank, Louisa May Alcott, and Willa Cather, both Alcott and Cather did feel constrained by being female. Anne Frank did not live long enough to learn what the world would do with her, a female writer, after World War II. I don’t want to limit them by saying they are “just” women writers–they were good writers, period. Their gender, for Alcott and Cather, did limit their careers they felt.
Worth looking into further, this idea of how gender can partially become destiny. All three were good writers, however, and I cannot help but wonder what they could have written if they were born male.
I believe the Bronte sisters in England, (Bronte sisters) published using male names, and I believe they also supported an intellectual father who, if I remember correctly, didn’t bring in much money to support the family. I will look into this further.
I am not a literary scholar not an academic; I am a caring writer myself who is in awe of anyone talented in writing. I like to spotlight and give tribute to the greats as I can in my own small way. In a way, it’s good I’m not a scholar but just an interested reader and writer myself, since that way I can be wrong and admit it if I am.
***Another issue to consider later on is social class; Cather, Alcott, and even Anne Frank came from families that might be considered middle class today. I wonder if that is whey they could even dream of being WRITERS.
Anyone else have a favorite female writer? I’d love to hear about her!
I love the novels, short stories, and poetry of American writer Willa Cather. She may be best known for her beloved novel of the prairie, My Antonia
One hundred years have passed since the publication of this lovingly and well-written novel. The Willa Cather Foundation is remembering the novel with memories of the real life woman who partly inspired Cather to write about Antonia.
Only a book nerd would love this, and I love this. Cather’s fiction is not flashy or trashy or shocking; they are loving but realistic looks into the beauty and the desperation of life.
Highly recommended.
The SKEETER struggle is real…
Long sleeves, May evening… four bites… TWO fans blowing to keep them away, neighbor’s smoke from BBQ so heavy I could barely breathe…the Skeeters win the award for tenacity. THEY LOVE ME! I’ve tried everything and the only thing that works is a pair of BOOTS, long sleeves, spray, and usually…staying inside. Okay. Bigger problems in the world, I know this is trivial. But I’ve been tracking them, and I now know I have January, February, March, April, SOME of May, none of June, none of July, none of August, a bit of September and October, November, December… to be skeeter free. They got UNDER the long sleeves and long pants–they truly love me.
What is it about me they love so much?
I cannot imagine living away from trees, the woods, nature. A few years ago, our area’s ash trees suffered from Emerald Ash Bore, and most of the ash trees had to be removed. I hadn’t realized how much each tree added to the absolute joy of my natural world–until they had to be removed. I dearly enjoy the privilege of being able to walk in nature in all seasons, and don’t take any trees for granted!