"In some mysterious way woods have never seemed to me to be static things. In physical terms, I move through them; yet in metaphysical ones, they seem to move through me".
John Fowles (1926 – 2005)
Sunday, 7 November 2010
A thought for a Sunday
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He has a fascinating look about him. Something I can't define but find appealing.
We love walking in old woods, not the conifer planations but proper deciduous woodland... primal stuff.
Walker, he's a great author. Probably best known for The French Lieutenant’s Woman but if you ever have time, try The Magus (a long story of mind control) or The Collector (creepy and disturbing).
Hi Dave: yeah, conifer plantations are so sterile. However don't forget those remaining pockets of primal Scots pine (the Caledonian Pine Forest) which are the remnants from the end of the last Ice Age.
Point made Andy!
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