She discovered she was interested not in saving time but in spending it.

 She chose a longer route along a path of old growth trees 

and new saplings and spiders' webs and busy wasps. 

Nice image, huh? Short stories are the perfect literature for my life now. Interesting that I was reading this collection of complexly nuanced human vignettes the same day I received a  proposition that a year ago I'd never have considered accepting.