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Artist and Naturalist Shirley Spencer creates a celebration of our National Parks and Monuments with bold, vibrant and stylized watercolor paintings in this unique alphabet book. From A (Acadia National Park) to Z (Zion National Park), each letter explores the natural wonders of parks, both famous and lesser known. Younger readers can relate a letter of the alphabet with one of our priceless natural treasures. Older children can identify animals and plants pictured with each park's unique habitat. Adults can connect with the signature landscape features of each park, both familiar and...

Artist and Naturalist Shirley Spencer creates a celebration of our National Parks and Monuments with bold, vibrant and stylized watercolor paintings in this unique alphabet book. From A (Acadia National Park) to Z (Zion National Park), each letter explores the natural wonders of parks, both famous and lesser known. Younger readers can relate a letter of the alphabet with one of our priceless natural treasures. Older children can identify animals and plants pictured with each park's unique habitat. Adults can connect with the signature landscape features of each park, both familiar and...

There was a battle for my soul that warm October day in 1939. It was a spiritual battle for my destiny, good versus evil. The weather that twenty-first day was unusually warm, and by the time of my birth at 5 p.m., the thunderstorms were strong, with lightning shooting across the heavens. Another unusual detail of my birth was I was born with a "veil" over my head. I would later find my superstitious family believed this to be significant. If I had been born in a hospital, no one would probably have known of the veil. But my father's family took great joy in this fact, and though they went...

There was a battle for my soul that warm October day in 1939. It was a spiritual battle for my destiny, good versus evil. The weather that twenty-first day was unusually warm, and by the time of my birth at 5 p.m., the thunderstorms were strong, with lightning shooting across the heavens. Another unusual detail of my birth was I was born with a "veil" over my head. I would later find my superstitious family believed this to be significant. If I had been born in a hospital, no one would probably have known of the veil. But my father's family took great joy in this fact, and though they went...