But first of all, and always, I have tried hereto be a naturalist and nature-lover, pointing out the sounds and sights, the things to do, the places to visit, the how and why, that the children may know the wild life of winter, and through that knowledge come to love winter for its own sake.
I liked the beginning chapters of this book; the beautiful descriptive passages, the lists of things to do, see, and listen for in the winter.
The chapters were long, and while my kids listened politely, I knew they were finding it tedious. Even I grew tired, though we only read from it once or twice a week.
Chapter 9 was overwhelmingly evolutionary and we ended up skipping most of it.
Another volume in this series finished. Maybe someday I'll know my own yard as well as Sharp knows his entire county (at least!). In the meantime, I really appreciate his books for showing what it's possible to notice when you head outside--and the relationship you can have with living things.
What a lovely little book. I love the spaced out chapters of what to do, what to see, what to hear, etc. throughout the winter, intermingled with highlights of animals to keep a lookout for during the season. I would recommend it for anyone who struggles to see the beauty or enjoyment of winter (a category I firmly fit in).
Sharpe's love of nature shines through, although I often wondered if Mrs. Sharpe was afforded these same quiet, refreshing ambles through the nearby woods or if she was too busy with the house and children.
" Winter within us means vitality and purpose and throbbing life; and without us in our fields and woods it means widened prospect, the storm of battle, the holiness of peace, the poetry of silence and darkness and emptiness and death. And I have tried to show that Winter is only a symbol, that death is only an appearance, that life is everywhere, and that everywhere life dominates even while it lies buried under the winding-sheet of snow."
"The trouble with those who say they hate winter is a lack of knowledge. They do not know the winter.; they never tramp the woods and fields in winter; they have no calendar of the rare, high-festival days of winter." What a sweet little book that reminds me to get out and enjoy winter, to get to know it a little better.