Where the Forest Murmurs

A book by Fiona Macleod called "When the Forest Murmurs," is a most attractive series of essays for all seasons of the year, filled with the intimate knowledge of out of doors most poetically expressed. The London Morning Post said of it: No other than Fiona Macleod could so have transfigured Nature into dream; no other writer could have expressed with such unity of spirit the Celtic attitude in terms of country things. She finds the charm of the mountains in their...
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A book by Fiona Macleod called "When the Forest Murmurs," is a most attractive series of essays for all seasons of the year, filled with the intimate knowledge of out of doors most poetically expressed. The London Morning Post said of it:
No other than Fiona Macleod could so have transfigured Nature into dream; no other writer could have expressed with such unity of spirit the Celtic attitude in terms of country things. She finds the charm of the mountains in their contemplation from the valley, the forest most vividly itself when the twigs are bare and the mosses shrouded in snow, the most luminous moment of the cuckoo's year in its first days of silence, and her love of all things greatest when they have just been taken away.
Another enthusiastic reviewer said:
There is everywhere a sense of the haunting mystery of the processes of the world viewed through the eyes of a simple, unsophisticated nature, which, from perpetual brooding upon the face of the deep, has caught something of the misty air and broken music of the waves. Suggestion, rather than doctrine, is the atmosphere of the work; and in a certain vague, but beautiful suggestiveness, the strange but eager-hearted prose of this writer abounds to the very brim.