I have a lot of faith in the power of words. Indeed, my passion for the wilds—and it is an emotive affair—has literary roots. As a school student, and then later in college, I devoured book after book, haunting libraries and pavement book vendors (who had the money for new books?) Plus, these shops-unexpected holes in the corner, or with their ware spread out on pavements or stacked on thelas, usually stocked used books, many out of print stuff , sometimes even the rare first editions—most a steal at some ludicrous price.
You never knew what awaited you there, what you would discover, and I have found a few treasures –about some of which you may read here. You will read about the books that inspired and influenced, that made me laugh out loud, and those that had me reaching for a kerchief.
There are old favourites, new nature writing, sometimes long reads that touch my soul…