If you haven't read any of Gary Paulson's books yet, what are you waiting for? If you love dogs, than this is the book for you. Paulson's writing is so detailed that it takes you with him on all of his journeys, some of which are so incredibly funny, I laugh out loud. In his book, "My Life In Dog Years," he writes about a few of the hundreds of dogs that he has had throughout his life. Paulson is no longer with us, but he has left behind a legacy of stories that are amazing. He is definitely one of my favorites.
BY TED KERASOTE
Merle and Ted found each other in the Utah desert. Merle was about ten months old, surviving on his own, and looking for someone to hang his heart on. Ted was forty one, liked to wwrite about animals, and had been searching for a pup whom he could shape into a companion. The training went both ways. Ted showed Merle how to live around wildlife and Merle reshaped Ted's idea about the complexity of a dog's mind by showing him how a dog's intelligence could be expanded.
A New American Journey
BY RINKER BUCK
A true story by Rinker Buck and his journey back in time along the original Oregon Trail. Buck built his own covered wagon and purchased mules for a true reenactment to understand the trials and tribulations the early pioneers endured to get to Willamette Valley in Oregon from Kansas and Iowa. This was his dream — a historic adventure. His facts about the "Western migration" fill the book and make this a very interesting read.
BY BARRY LOPEZ
From pole to pole and across decades of lived experience, National Book Award-winning author Barry Lopez delivers his most far-ranging, yet personal, work to date. Horizon moves indelibly, immersively, through the author’s travels to six regions of the world: from Western Oregon to the High Arctic; from the Galápagos to the Kenyan desert; from Botany Bay in Australia to finally, unforgettably, the ice shelves of Antarctica.
Along the way, Lopez probes the long history of humanity’s thirst for exploration and discovery.
BY TOM JERNIGAN
Deep in a small patch of forest, hidden among white pine, Ponderosa, spruce and aspen, in a clearing of a respectful circumference of several feet, is an ancient Douglas Fir — and it’s not your every-day, ordinary fir — it is a patriarchal fir. If you were to hike past it you might not know that it took 16 people standing shoulder to shoulder to wrap around its trunk or that, if you look closely, the bark is incredibly thick with detailed scrolling texture like something out of the Dark Crystal or the Hobbit.