annotation by Peter

This was how I annotated a page in my copy of The Quarry Wood by Nan Shepherd.

‘two small boys lay on their stomachs beside the puddle’

From boyhood I have loved gates. It is fair to say that they fascinate me. The humbler the gate – or gateway – the better!

“she kicked her grand-aunt Josephine”

The opening paragraph of The Quarry Wood:

Protected: Being part of something larger than ourselves

There is no excerpt because this is a protected post.