“The English disease, a love of Nature, was inborn in her, and here where Nature was so much larger and more powerful than in England, she fell into its hands as she had never done before… She climbed the mountains; roamed the valleys; sat on the banks of the streams. She likened the hills toContinue reading “From “Orlando” by Virginia Woolf, 1928″
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A Burd in Flight 