Follow the changing seasons through all their wealth of growth and
flowering, through autumn's fall, the withering of winter and all the
challenging varieties of weather that can accompany these changes. These
poems, written over a period of 30 years, are essentially poems of
celebration: of immersion in the seasonal round that 'resonate with
quiet joy' as one reviewer observed. 'To walk through its pages is to be
touched and refreshed by the dew...' To encounter 'widths of sky, or
mercurial, brimming weather.' The author's companionable sensibility
brings us a welcome breathing space at a helpful distance from the
overly ironic or overly cerebral poetry to be found, too often, in
literary journals. A blithe purity ushers through it. And, as in its
Midsummer Garden it extends a joyful invitation to re-enter that purity
'like...a winged seed.'