How dirt poor crackers and corporate greed destroyed most of the most diverse
ecosystem in North America; yet these same people are the tragic
heroes of the book.
Half autobiography, half ecology, this book will either get you with
Janisse's "stunning voice" or you won't get it.
If you're from around here, you'll hear the wind in the pines, feel the breeze, and see the summer tanagers yellow in the sun.
If you're not, here's your chance to meet a "heraldry of longleaf"
up close and personal.
"I will rise from my grave with the hunger of wildcat, wings of kestrel...."
But read the book.
If nothing else, you'll never think the same again about Amazon
deforestation once you realize we already did that to ourselves,
and in the south we live in the devastated remnants of what was
one of the most extensive forests on earth, with longleaf pine trees
100 feet tall and 500 years old, maintained by fire, protecting everything from the Lord God bird to the lowly Bachman's sparrow, from the rattlesnake-eating indigo snake to the beetles that live in gopher tortoise burrows.
The forest can return,
because reforestation can pay.
Meanwhile, there are still places
where you can see how it used to be.
Janisse Ray had a lot to do with preserving Moody Forest, too,
but that's another story.