I somehow misread the blurb and cover and thought this would be a very different sort of book. It was essays about the author’s life in the context of “the bigger picture” for lack of a better phrase. She discusses religion, her father’s death, her cancer, prozac, the birth of her children. Many classic texts were cited and quoted from at length which I am sure works for hte right kind of audience but not me. It was very much not my thing, too “literary” by half, using words like chthonic when many simpler ones would do. The author seems like a nice person and her thoughts about life were interesting, but I thought this would be more about the natural world and less about introspection and what people from the canon had to say about those topics.