Two naturalists share their observations, discoveries, and concerns about an historical and ecologically engrossing region--the Assabet and Sudbury Rivers of Massachusetts
Edwin Way Teale was an American naturalist, photographer, and Pulitzer Prize-winning writer. Teale's works serve as primary source material documenting environmental conditions across North America from 1930 - 1980. He is perhaps best known for his series The American Seasons, four books documenting over 75,000 miles (121,000 km) of automobile travel across North America following the changing seasons.
I have not read every one of Edwin Way Teale's many books, of which the one I have just finished, A Conscious Stillness, was his last. He did not live to see this book published; he didn't even live to compile his notes, much less produce a manuscript. During his final year of life, he and Ann Zwinger, a fellow naturalist, had been canoeing two Massachusetts rivers, the Sudbury and the Assabet, intending to combine their individual and shared experiences in book form. But then he died. With the aid of Edwin's widow, Nellie Donovan Teale, Ann completed the project after Edwin's death, using his notes as well as her own.
I liked this book more than I thought I would, but I kind of glazed over during Zwinger's portions.. She would give entire histories of every mill building and town along the Assabet. Felt like reading a student research paper where they kinda lose their thesis by showing off all the facts they know.
Teale's writing was much more nature-focused and poetic, but unfortunately he passed away before the book was finished, so later sections are his unfinished field notes and are missing the lyricism.
An interesting combination of history and natural history from Ann Zwinger, and Edwin Way Teale, two of the most recognized nature writers of the 20th century. They canoe the Assebet and Sudbury Rivers together but Zwinger write her thoughts about the Assebet and Teale of the Sudbury. They both write about the conjoining of the two when they become the Concord River. Bit of thought and quotes from Thoreau through out. A pleasant read.