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the boars are back in Britain

The tusks are for entrenching, for earth-moving, for looting bulbs under the trees and tearing strips in fields. I waited at my corner of the wood and watched them pass again. They did not make as much noise as I had imagined. Their gait was dainty, their bellies high off the ground, their steps precise and decisive.

Lovely short essay about encounter with boars in British woods.



Lilian is the author of Web of Angels, a novel about a mom with DID (multiple personalities). She's also the author of the historical novels, The River Midnight and The Singing Fire, about secrets, friendship and motherhood in 19th century Poland and London.

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