This is a beautiful, beautiful book.
Close to my heart, the oak. Close to all our hearts, considering our history, and I learn not just a very British connection. International. This is the book I open if it’s one of those ‘awakes’ in the night or early morning.
I am learning so much – history, biology, mythology, and many other ‘ologies’. It is a diary of James Canton‘s love affair with a tree (I say that as I have a similar reverence and love for a Canadian cottonwood). A love affair with the Honywood Oak.
This tree was a sapling when Magna Carta was signed. Reading this book in the early hours is a sleep-restoring draught. It reminds me to continue to slow down and get that beat from Nature, that connection.
