potatoes and language


Originally uploaded by nonsonoitaliana

“. . . For you are never so smart again in a language learned in middle age nor so romantic or brave or kind. All the very best of you is in the old tongue, but when you speak your best in America you become a yokel, a dumb Norskie, and when you speak English, an idiot.”

(Garrison Keillor’s “Lake Wobegon Days.”)

Here is my six months pregnant self this summer, barefoot and harvesting potatoes with my dear friend Laura on her and her sister Lisa’s small farm in Northeastern Ohio. Speaking English. Thinking in English. HAPPY.


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