This is The Planter. Yes, there are gazillions of other gray, terracotta planters, but the one you hold in your hand is the one this story is about. Several folks who read the manuscript said, I wish I could go to Brown Mountain Road and look at that planter, but, in some ways, reading the book and hearing the story are as close as you get. But it may be close enough. Maybe if you like this planter, you can feel yourself capable of far more good than you have done so far, far more that you could do in concert with others. Maybe not. Maybe all you will get from reading this book is more joy from walking in the woods. Either way, this book was written primarily because lots of people want you to feel better and more joyful and more peaceful. Start there and have a wonderful life. Take a deep breath. You deserve it and the people around you deserve it, too.