Holy the Firm

My father once made a gift of this book to me, and I still remember being transformed by the beauty of it.

I lost the original copy he gave me, but I was able to replace it today.

Last week I re-read Pilgrim at Tinker Creek. It fits in with a recent inclination to read personal accounts by gifted observers of the natural world. Writing by Thoreau, Annie Dillard, John McPhee (Encounters With the Archdruid is a wonderful book) has gotten me through another lonely winter.