From the Editor
The woods have been calling to me more than ever, and never have they felt farther away. One evening, I found myself re-watching Pride and Prejudice (with Matthew Macfadyen and Keira Knightly), tea in hand, as much for the story as for the birds that chirp throughout the soundscape and the stoic bare beauty of the Peak District. I felt deep envy for Elizabeth’s muddy hems and rosy cheeks.
Did I want to escape, to disappear? Perhaps. In the words of Patricia McKillip from my favorite book of hers, Winter Rose, "I did not want to think about people. I wanted the trees, the scents and colors, the shifting shadows of the wood ... ." Read more.