The Wild Places is a lyrical rumination on, well, the wild. Macfarlane travels through a number of places through the UK, and reflects on the way the wild has “disappeared” (or has not, in fact, at all). I don’t know many of the places listed here, but I loved the anecdotes–monadism based on lozenges and waves; reflections on the moors and the deserts of Libya; the Wild Hunt; monasteries in the far north. It’s such a beautiful piece of writing, and I learned a lot.