The Dunbeath Water - Neil Gunn's 'Highland River'






The wood had to be watched and its grasp avoided, while he passed through it. In fact his instincts so possessed the wood that to this day he can walk through it in his mind and feel the rough bark, see the crooked stem, slip in the brown earth, smell its exhalation, listen to its silence, and be unable to know where his own spirit ends and the wood begins.

—Neil M Gunn, Highland River



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