Annie Dillard is a phenomenon. Her deeply insightful musings on the wonder of the universe that she records over the seasons around Tinker Creek in Virginia's Blue Ridge Mountains are a triumphant, exuberant demonstration of what the human mind can communicate through literature. She is in a unique place in her wandering, in awe, jaw droppingly horrified and profoundly mystical in her embrace of this world around us and the life that fills it. This is one of the best books I have ever read.
When I first began to read this book, it didn't engage me. I didn't engage with it. So I put it down, thinking "too rich, too dense." A few months later, I picked the book up again, began to read it casually, and then couldn't stop. Images and passages from this book continue to inform my life twenty years later. It's been a gift.
So a few weeks ago, I picked it up again, thinking to renew the experience. But it didn't engage me. I didn't engage with it. I'm waiting now....
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