In his time there, he must survive the damp and cold and feed himself from the forest plants, differentiating the textures of leaves to forage in the dark.

Cuando apenas era niño, Geoffroy Delorme sintió la llamada del bosque, apreciaba la suerte de las criaturas salvajes y aspiraba a esa misma libertad. A moment later, he lifts his head slightly, yawns, looking at me, then rests it against my thigh, near my hand. My only critique was that the ending/resolution to book was very quick and I felt I could have used more information. The integration of a human in the lives of the deer is a study of patience, trust and wisdom - for both the human and the roe deer.It still creeps me out to this day, because my uncle always told us how he saw weird things on that property. He would often disappear into the woods, drawn to the rhythms of animal life and away from the rules of a society he did not understand. As he got older, he would disappear into the woods, drawn to the rhythms of animal life and away from the rules of a society he did not understand. Aangezien wij zelf ook opvallend veel herten zien de laatste tijd - op wandelingen maar zelfs soms vanop een baan of straat - beseffen we dat je waarschuwingen in het boek bewaarheid zijn geworden.

Many, like Foster, who try to do this acknowledge that we need a disruption of power relations across the living world. Now 37, he has written an extraordinary memoir of his experiences: a literary sensation in France, and already translated into 11 languages.He uses “we” freely, not only to tell us what he and the deer are doing but in ways suggestive of emotional and psychic entanglement. The lack of information about his life – the ruthless absence of autobiography – can seem odd to a modern reader. I avoid my parents, who disapprove of my new man-of-the-woods lifestyle and have no qualms about saying so. The reason I love reading so much is because it takes me to places I’ve never been, shows me experiences I have never had, and opens me up to new ideas. They are individuals with individual personalities who decide (individually) to let him into their company after they each have time to see what he’s about.

He starts by observing the animals’ behavior, to “mimic the way the squirrels look after themselves” and the way deer rest. Många upprepningar och tveksam struktur gör läsningen till lite av en besvikelse för mig, även om den också innehåller fina avsnitt personligt skrivna och vackra naturskildringar. L’auteur nous prend par la main et nous emmène sous les arbres, au cœur de la forêt, où il a vécu durant sept années. During the day, I look for food and build shelters to protect myself from the weather, which takes an insane amount of time. Looking back, I want to tell myself it was just the imagination of a half-awake child, but I remember the awe and the utter fear I felt when the “deer” changed.At one level the book works as a myth of the Green Man, leaves in his hair, escaping the soul-deadening systems of modern life.