OUR OAKEN BONES

An enormously moving and inspiring story about war trauma nature and rebirth written with infectious passion and unsparing honesty I loved it DOMINIC SANDBROOKScholarly wise funny charming terrifying and thrilling I adored it all every page JOANNA LUMLEYThis is a lovely book wise brave thoughtful painfully intimate but with a remarkable spiritual and environmental vision RORY STEWARTAn extraordinarily courageous urgent and powerful book ISABELLA TREEDeeply compelling emotional informative pleasurable I believe that this is an important work with planet sized dreams and ambitions Perhaps the greatest philosophy or teachable lesson that came to me off the page is that dominion comes with responsibility RUSSELL CROWEI love this book RICK STEINPowerfully enchanting written with verve and imbued with hope GUY SHRUBSOLEI lie on the rock to let my limbs dry after my immersion in the river My bones warm I have no towel but the moss is grateful for the additional moisture that I bring as the water runs off me and into its spongy web of roots and branches I look up through the canopy and time freezes as the oak leaves drift gently backwards and forwards dappling the light as it falls onto my body I am home Reeling from the p

An enormously moving and inspiring story about war trauma nature and rebirth written with infectious passion and unsparing honesty I loved it DOMINIC SANDBROOKScholarly wise funny charming terrifying and thrilling I adored it all every page JOANNA LUMLEYThis is a lovely book wise brave thoughtful painfully intimate but with a remarkable spiritual and environmental vision RORY STEWARTAn extraordinarily courageous urgent and powerful book ISABELLA TREEDeeply compelling emotional informative pleasurable I believe that this is an important work with planet sized dreams and ambitions Perhaps the greatest philosophy or teachable lesson that came to me off the page is that dominion comes with responsibility RUSSELL CROWEI love this book RICK STEINPowerfully enchanting written with verve and imbued with hope GUY SHRUBSOLEI lie on the rock to let my limbs dry after my immersion in the river My bones warm I have no towel but the moss is grateful for the additional moisture that I bring as the water runs off me and into its spongy web of roots and branches I look up through the canopy and time freezes as the oak leaves drift gently backwards and forwards dappling the light as it falls onto my body I am home Reeling from the p