"Early Spring" is the kind of book we'll be seeing more of, as the natural world tilts, sags, slumps, and burns, growing ever-more heated, and with biology's whispered promises of impermanence dialed up to a such a volume now that even those who might not wish to consider such things can hear them roaring in the near distance.
What evidence is there of this tilting, sagging, slumping and burning, you may ask?
In Vermont, a freak storm rips the limbs from the maple trees, daffodils emerge early, winter grass remains green deep through autumn and into winter, and bobolinks decline.
I don't know whether to laugh or cry. Has neither of these people ever seen a storm knock down a tree branch, or daffodils covered with snow?
