Strathspey, Scottish Highlands: It’s a dry and brittle afternoon and I’m on a scything class, but my attention is snagged elsewhere I’m learning how to scythe, and am caught up with the lovely, unfamiliar terms. The snath, the heel, the beard, th....


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