An exquisitely wrought and unerringly graceful book.

—Jim Harrison

Elegant, unexpected, remarkable for their ability to weave through time and space and turns of emotion, these essays would do Montaigne or Samuel Johnson proud.

—Cleveland Plain Dealer

[His] essays evoke William Faulkner's South and E. B. White's farm. But Burroughs's style is distinctly his own: always elegant, sometimes simple, plainly honest, and, perhaps most of all, completely authentic. . . . Burroughs is the kind of essayist whose vision transcends time and place. . . . He writes of the stuff of life and does so with a grace and honesty that left me aching for more.

—Fourth Genre

Burroughs’ writing is eloquent and accomplished, whether he is describing his coastal South Carolina homeland or his adopted home in Maine. Those disparate lands are not so much compared and contrasted as joined by the striking narrative in this book . . . this book is full of delights.

—Hellbender Press