Henry Williamson. His powers of description are such, that for me I was reduced to tears. It was not a dramatic or pathetic or remotely sad passage, merely the description of a journey. London to Lynmouth, Devon.With simple words he drew a picture of such ravishing power. It's as if bent over his typewriter those many years ago, he toiled pouring so much energy into every syllable that the act of reading discharged the passion and emotion back to me.Try him. If you love nature, English nature in particular you have found the richest of seams