Every year my parents would travel to Scotland and rent Dalguise House for us to stay. Oh, how wonderful those times were to me!
“I was a child then, I had no idea what the world would be like… Everything was romantic in my imagination… I remember every stone, every tree, the scent of the heather, the murmuring of the wind through the fir trees. Even when the thunder growled in the distance, and the wind swept up the valley in fearful gusts, oh, it was always beautiful, home sweet home. I knew nothing of trouble then.”
It was there while walking through the landscape, that I was able to nourish my love for nature and inspired my interest in natural history (which I have already posted about here).
I suppose it should be no surprise that I would take such a strong interest in environmental conservation and purchase so much farmland as an adult!
Sources
Lane, Margaret. The Magic Years of Beatrix Potter. Frederick Warne Publishers: London, 1978, pp. 19-23. (Quote, p 21-22).
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