This is the second book written by Lorna Crozier that I picked up at my local library. It was just as great as the first.
This book is a tender, unsparing portrait of a family. It is also a book about place. In this splendid volume of recollections, Lorna Crozier charts the geography that shaped her character and understanding of the world.
Crozier depicts crystal moments from her childhood in her small prairie city of Swift Current, with its one main street, its two high schools and three beer parlours. But she also writes about the grief caused by poverty and alcoholism.
At the heart of her wonderfully written book is her fierce love for her mother, Peggy, and her no-nonsense champion and moral guide.
Crozier writes in her usual intense way of the wind, dust, snow, light and other elements which evoke grasslands and their profound effect on those who live there.
She also calls on the ghosts of her ancestors and the power of memory. Through these stories, she traces her beginnings with a poet’s precision and an open heart.
I loved this book and will be rereading it in the near future for more depth of meaning.