I don't know why, but when winter comes, I can dive into these old Scottish volumes of poems, prayers, and fireside tales, and never return! So ancient, so weird, so wonderful. Does anyone feel the same way? Carmina gadelica : hymns and incantations with illustrative notes on words, rites, and customs, dying and obsolete : Carmichael, Alexander, 1832-1912. comp. and tr. cn : Free Download, Borrow, and Streaming : Internet Archive by Roots-and-Berries Related: Worst experience with a book you’ve read/audiobooked? Why do some Readers Mark “regular” books they read like they are working on a science paper? The Girl Who Played With Fire was so disappointing I threw the book away 38 pages in. Should I continue with the Illuminatus trilogy? Distinguishing between male/female authors based on style