…sunlight filtering through the Spanish moss hanging from those ancient sturdy live oaks, moonlight casting romantic shadows as the fireflies flit and flicker. Even the most mundane images are set aglow, though it may take an artist’s eye to see…the rough texture of a massive tree trunk, the gnarled knuckles of a hardworking hand, the weathered face lined with signs of a long life well lived, the comfortable camaraderie of old men over cups of morning coffee,the love and hope of a father or grandfather passing along skills and knowledge to the next generations, the pride in the past adapting to accommodate future inclusivity.

 

This book doesn’t pretend to include everything about St. Francisville. Instead, it’s just a glance…but what a beautiful glance, as seen through the eyes of an artist and writer who have both used their unique knowledge and immense talents to take a peek into the very soul of a beloved place, where the history is palpable, the landscapes lush, the people friendly, and, oh yes, that magical mystical light.

 

…taken from the book “The Soul of St. Francisville”