I greatly enjoyed Winograd’s highly lyrical and philosophical essays. As a Rocky Mountain girl, who has lived all over Colorado, I especially enjoyed Winograd’s tales of her remote cabin in the Colorado high country. These stories pulled on my deeply sentimental heartstrings and brought back memories of my family’s old brick house in the former mining town turned ski resort of Crested Butte. I also related to Winograd’s struggles with the loss of her father and aging mother, children growing up fast and leaving the nest (I also have twins), and growing concerns for the environment and our country’s future. Winograd has a special ability to connect the human world and the concepts of ethics, aging and death, with ancient mythology and natural wonders (like spider webs, fossils, and butterfly wings). I felt this book on a deep level and it prompted me to slow down and reflect upon the natural order and passage of time, as well as, what it means to be a steward of the land and protector of my children’s future. A powerful, haunting, and highly evocative work.
