Author: Hall, Donald (inscribed by author),
Title: Seasons at Eagle Pond.
Description: NY, Ticknor & Fields, 1987. 1st ed 1st prn. VG iN VG slip case. In New Hampshire we know ourselves by Winter - in snow, in cold, in darkness. For some of us the first true snow begins. it. There is yet another sort, light lovers, first Winter begins with dark's onset in mid-August. If we wake as we ought to at 5:30 we begin waking in darkness, and dawn turns throaty with the udulations of photophiliacs, nectophocis, some of whom are fanatical enough to begin lamentation late in the month of June, when dawn arrives at 4:32 a.m. and the day before it arrived at 4:31:30. On June 22 my wife Jane exchange postcards of commiseration with a fellow in Michigan who is another amorist of light. Fortunately this mountain has an upside as well as a downside. When in January last half a minute longer every day. Jane's faint green leaves take on color; she leans south toward Kearsage and the low, brief, but lengthening pale Winter sun. An observer can spy the faint buds that will burst into snowdrops and daffodils in April, tulips in May. Some of us on the other hand are darkness-lovers.We do not dislike the early and late daylight of June, ship poorwill's graytime, but we wrap around ourselves in the prosperous warmth of woodstove, oil, electric blanket, storm window, and insulation. We fold ourselves in the dark and its cold- around us, outside or, safely tucked away. Or we are Persephone gone underground again, cozy in the amenities of Hell. Sheltered between stove and electric light, we hollow islands of safety within the cold and dark. As light grows less each day, our fur grows thicker. By December 22 we are cozy as a cat hunkered under a Glenwood. It once snowed in New Hampshire every month of the year. Inscribed by author on title page. Price sticker on case.

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