“Spring in the hills would confront the greatest artist with too vast a panorama. I doubt if he could ever capture it. For Spring there is more than colour; it is music and scent. The burns literally hum down the hillside, the trees have rhythm in their shaking. The smell of Spring in the hills is a blending of peaty thickness, bracken-mould, flowers' spicyness, and clean, quick purge of the wind. Down in the hollows anemones, bereft of smell, gleam in pale patches.” SpringtimeHighlands Book:A Country Dweller's Years: Nature Writings by Jessie Kesson Source: A Country Dweller's Years: Nature Writings by Jessie Kesson