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(3.38) | 1 | In the Willapa Hills of southwest Washington, both the human community and the forest community are threatened with extinction. Virtually every acre of the hills has been logged, often repeatedly, in the past hundred years, endangering both the land and the people, leaving dying towns as well as a devastated ecosystem. Weaving vivid portraits of the place and its inhabitants--animal, plant, and human--with the story of his own love affair with the hills, Robert Michael Pyle has written a book so even-handed in its passion that it has been celebrated by those who make their living with a chain saw as well as by environmentalists. As he writes, 'My sympathies lie with the people and the woods, but not with the companies that have used them both with equal disregard.' In his vivid portrayal of the land, plants, people and animals of the Willapa Hills of Washington State, Bob Pyle makes the modest patch of land he writes about a metaphor for the world.… (more) |
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Then let not winter's ragged hand deface
In thee sweet summer, ere thou be distill'd:
Make sweet some vial; treasure thou some place
With beauty's treasure ere it be self-kill'd.
---William Shakespeare, Sonnet 6  The lark, the bird of light, is there
in the bitter short days. Put the lark
then for winter, a sign of hope,
a certainty of summer.
---Richard Jeffries, "Out of Doors in February" No one winterbook - no book - can find nearly
all that should be said of the West, the Wests.
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For Thea and to the memory of four great Washington naturalists, Daniel E. Stuntz, Frank Richardson, C. Leo Hitchcock, and Melville H. Hatch | |
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At any time of the year and in any weather, my bedroom window frames a green and pleasant country scene. | |
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▾Book descriptions In the Willapa Hills of southwest Washington, both the human community and the forest community are threatened with extinction. Virtually every acre of the hills has been logged, often repeatedly, in the past hundred years, endangering both the land and the people, leaving dying towns as well as a devastated ecosystem. Weaving vivid portraits of the place and its inhabitants--animal, plant, and human--with the story of his own love affair with the hills, Robert Michael Pyle has written a book so even-handed in its passion that it has been celebrated by those who make their living with a chain saw as well as by environmentalists. As he writes, 'My sympathies lie with the people and the woods, but not with the companies that have used them both with equal disregard.' In his vivid portrayal of the land, plants, people and animals of the Willapa Hills of Washington State, Bob Pyle makes the modest patch of land he writes about a metaphor for the world. ▾Library descriptions No library descriptions found. ▾LibraryThing members' description |
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