Every year, about this time, I read this book. It’s just a natural part of the rhythm of the year for me. It’s like pouring over seed catalogues in December and buying seeds in January for the year ahead, or cutting wood in Autumn for the log burner, or sitting up until midnight on mid summer’s day. I just read it in the warmth of the house and think how hard it must be to survive exposed to the elements through winter. That’s all 😁
