Bowed over and wordless

Refuge: An Unnatural History of Family and Place
by Terry Tempest Williams

I was not prepared for this. My mistake, I'm sure--I probably got it confused with another of her writings.  I'll let you read the cover for yourself and see if you can deal with the subject of a lake rising out of its borders and a mother dying of cancer.

Her writing is beautiful and never seemed forced, like it did sometimes in The Hour Of Land.  But more important than beautiful, it says things that need to be said. Topics as deep and as trivial as laughter, love and sorrow. It's beyond me to critique, or even describe.