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Contents

The View From Foley Mountain

 

CONTENTS

 

At  Home Today
Spring
The Land that still has tall trees
The Spirit of a countryman
Walking the dog
Sap-boiling time
The force that through the green fuse
Elegy for a place that is lost
“Where did you go?” “Out”
There’s a wake in town tonight
A kind of pearly grey day
The lottery
A time apart
The death of a deer
Tree planting
The flowery woods
The coil of things
The predator, not the prey
A little night music
Beekeeping beginnings
The rocks remain
Field evolution
First lessons with the canoe
As a turtle to water
Summer
Sugaring for moths
Roadside spraying
Hanging clothes is fine
Heron census
Through a child’s eyes
A passion for ferns
Canoeing the Snake
The Thunderbird
Again and again
A rabbit in the house
Northern orioles
A field of tall grass
Barn swallow
The stone garden
Henri Fabre
Stargazing
Whiteness at dusk
Reunion
Where cardinal flowers grow
Horsetails
Goodbye to the land

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Autumn
Quinte revisited
No time to lose

Pond succession
The harp of wind
Dye plants
Sanctuary
Apple-stealing time
Dear Jack letter
Wild harvest

No reason to go
The parlour organ
Miss Fanny
Leaves for Red Lake
A patch of blue sky is enough

Country fire

Land longing
Sombre
The friendly fox
A barn lament
A pine’s death
Fear in the woods
Winter
Making peace with winter
Chickadees
An artist’s Christmas cards
 Bird nests in winter
The house on Indian Hill
The black buck
Owling at dawn
Pleasant Valley
At home till the end
Insects and domesticity
Snowbound is fine
Valentine
And then, and then and then
New life for an old basement
Winter ponds
Sally
Cabin fever
The third meeting in four days
Grog’s story
Shotgun living
Afterword