Writer’s write, doesn’t matter where…
E.B. White writing in his boat shed overlooking Allen Cove, 1976.
E.B. (Andy to his friends) wasn’t so much a hermit, or even a farmer, as a paid correspondent to the natural world. His essays and journals are frank yet soaring; every word a testament to his overwhelming affection for quiet, observant, country living.
This week marks the 60th anniversary of his most famous work, Charlotte’s Web, a love letter to the sights and smells of his salt water farm on the Blue Hill peninsula of Maine.
The portrait of E.B. was taken by Jill Krementz and can be found in her book The Writer’s Image.