Peterson’s Prose

I love reading most anything Eugene Peterson has written. I’m currently revisiting his The Pastor: A Memoir, and this little bit jumped out at me:

That line! The one about the lilacs and apple trees. Wouldn’t it have been easier to just write, “It was late spring”? This is what makes Peterson’s writing breathe for me and I get so lost in it.

Just an observation. I’ll get back to reading.

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