WHITE PINES — a woman's life-long friendship with these trees, and stories from other friends of white pines
by Jane English
foreword by Joseph Bruchac
This magnificent book is a testament to what white pine means to many different people.
— an invitation to know the deep satisfaction of understanding that we are part of the living community of All Our Relatives: clouds, plants, rivers, humans, rocks, animals, birds, trees, wind, and more
200 color photographs - 35 monochrome photographs - 7 art images
Hardcover - $39.95
ISBN 978-0-934747-29-5 -- 224 pages
printed in Canada - available by September 2025
More about the book :
— click on the blue titles to see pdf files
Stories by other friends of White Pines - list of the writing and images from 22 other people
Introduction - how Jane was inspired to make this book
Suggestions for the reader - creative ways to "read" this book full of images and words
Poster - a beautiful 17"x11" poster about the book - for you to download and print!
Pine photos - nine of the large 2-page white pine photos from the book
A short video on why Jane made the book and on how you can help make the book more affordable.
A note to readers from Jane English -- I write this while sitting in the sun in my canoe by the wooded shore of the pond near my Vermont home. Tall white pines keep watch from the ridge above the opposite shore. I ask myself, “How do I introduce readers to this new White Pines book? What do I say about my role in the making of it?”
I have been writer about my own lifelong relationship with these trees, editor of writings by other friends of white pines, translator of White Pine’s own stories into over two hundred photographs, designer of the pages, and publisher bringing the book into the world.
Not easily fitting any category, the book is more than natural history, memoir, anthology, and coffee-table book; iI is about relationships among humans and our other-than-human White Pine relatives. I say that I am,
“...making art that invites others into the web of reciprocity.” —Robin Wall Kimmerer, The Serviceberry, p.14
