Summer to Fall is full of God’s creation and mystical caring in fine detail. Dana Wilde loves Thoreau’s scientific approach, quotes Emerson, thinks in connections on the page. He shows, with exquisite detail, patterns in nature’s unfathomable abundance of species, and her lack of personal caring for anything but her own. Occasionally he cautions about nature’s lack of personal caring for humans: He rounds out his superb book with mythic Nature’s profound godlike jealous hauteur over her fathomless domain. It’s important to understand this if you live on the edge of the wilderness or take up temporary residence in Washington DC in stewardship of policy. Dana Wilde, however, makes no explicit suggestions regarding the latter. All is submerged in the story he tells us of Maine’s creatures, Maine’s creation. We may not see Artemis in a human-shaped body. But we see her in everything else. Here, in Wilde’s book, mythopoeic possibility abounds.