Mary Webb and the Joy of Motion

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April 10, 2019

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Mary Webb and the Joy of Motion

My free soul may use her wing.

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Mary Webb and the Joy of Motion

Mary Webb, an English writer of the early 20th century was an acute observer of nature and her multi-dimensional splendor.Diagnosed with Graves' disease at the age of 20, Webb soon discovered that nature played a powerful role in her periods of recovery. 'The Spring of Joy'compiles a series of essays on nature, penned by Webb with the aim of bringing comfort to'the weary and wounded in the battle of life.' They are a testament to one woman's capacity to bear witness to the vast record of nature and to draw nourishment from it that continues to benefit readers far beyond her lifetime. The following is an excerpt from The Spring of Joy: A Little Book of Healing. { read more }

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