“A conservationist is one who is humbly aware that with each stroke [of the axe] he is writing his signature on the face of the land.”
I’ve been working my way through a too-large stack of unread books, and I’ve been reflecting on those works that seem to mean more to me. Just like music, there is always an unintended connection of time and place from which meaning is derived. I read Moby-Dick too early, I think, to perceive it as anything more than an a tale of adventure. I ran headfirst into Heart of Darkness at perhaps exactly the right moment, and I find myself returning to it with surprising regularity.
Then, of course, there are the books I almost can’t believe I’ve missed. Most recently, this was A Sand County Almanac by Aldo Leopold. I’ve come to realize, though, that most good things are only good as a result of when they are discovered, and Leopold is no different. Go buy yourself a copy, and read it with an open mind and an eye toward current events. The book is timeless, but it is also timely, and I think you’ll find a new favorite.