"Most of the photographs, which range from a Pacific cove to a rain-washed street just off Park Avenue, are details--partly by design & partly because that is the way they happened. The subtleties of light & weather, the happy accidents of things uniquely & briefly together, are always about us for the seeing."128 pages of Collins' poetry & Schweitzer's color photography juxtaposed.
I have a lovely serendipitous relationship with this book. After finding this book at the used book sale of a public library, I immediately fell in love with it. Years later, while cleaning out the basement at my mother's house, I found a copy on the shelf. I have never met anyone who knows of this book...
Dad has alwaya, so far as I can remember, been an environmentalist and a joiner of environmental groups such as Friends of the Earth, the Sierra Club, the Lake Michigan Federation and the like. He even has regularly contributed to a group devoted to the preservation of wolves in the wild, enjoying their recordings of the animals which he would play to excite the household dog.
One kind of benefit of all this contributing and joining would normally be the publications of the groups concerned, magazines and books. This title is from The Friends of the Earth and like similar books from the Sierra Club it consists substantially of beautiful nature photographs, here accompanied by what may loosely be described as poetry.
The ideological contagion extended to both my brother and myself. He received Ranger Rick magazine throughout his childhood. I subscribed to Natural History magazine. The family, inevitably, received National Geographic.