"Seasons on Harris" by David Yeadon
A lovely work about a couple's time living on the Western Islands of Scotland. A bit annoying when ever single comment about people who weren't natives was a negative one, especially considering that the writer himself is not a native, but I just started ignoring those and the intricate beauty of the prose more than made up for it. Yeadon covers the history both human and geologic, and waxes poetic about the weather. I like cold wet winter weather myself, so was happy to read someone who could understand the beauty of a windswept wet rocky beach.
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