This intensely lyrical and radical ‘memoir’ of the Cairngorm Mountains in Scotland was written in the last years of WW2, but only published in 1977. The long-overlooked Modernist novelist and poet writes with acute perception of what she calls ‘the elementals’ and what they call out in us in response: “…when the silence is all but absolute, and listening to it one slips out of time…”. A tale full of joy and wisdom, of ecstasy and awe. (Also available in hardback).