The first three chapters of this has some of the most superlative writing I’ve read. Each chapter is kind of a short story, refocusing on a specific train of thought or area of the creek, often tethered to a meta physical musing. This is not my favourite aspect of the book. Lots of quotes from the bible and other nature writers.

Some antiquated language, because it was written in the 70s is peppered throughout. Especially fond of “Eskimos” (rather than Inuit) and “Indians” (rather than Indigenous, First Nations, etc.) and the ability to buy a goldfish with a quarter, kind of date the text in an interesting way. Everything else is fairly timeless. Though, perhaps the god bits have gone out of fashion some.

Otherwise, it’s a solid memoir, if uneven. Especially with the strength of the first step. I imagine I’d re read certain chapters specifically, and not the whole book. First memoir tied to nature tied to meta physics I’ve consumed—so the novelty helped as well.