Moomins wisdom

Moominmamma felt calm and happy. She dreamed of carrots, radishes and potatoes, and of how they grew fat and round in the warm soil. She could see green leaves appearing in strong, healthy clusters. She saw them waving in the wind against the blue sea, heavy with tomatoes, peas and beans for the family to eat. She knew that none of this would come true until the following summer, but it didn’t matter. She had something to dream about. And deep down inside she dreamed most of all of having an apple tree.

As a late in life convert, I think there are few things the Moomins can’t sort. From “Moominpappa at Sea”, which I’m reading now.



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