The Book 🌱📚
Haunting, raw, and strangely beautiful—this one got under my skin in the best way. In 2018, a forensic scientist is drawn into a chilling body case that feels eerily personal. In 50 BCE, a druid woman walks headfirst into danger, transformation, and power. Linking them across time? Moss. Yes, moss—observing, remembering, almost alive.

What struck me most was the deep interconnectedness—grief, memory, land, bodies. Whether it’s ancient past or modern day, the pain echoes. The silence does too. But this story doesn’t stay silent. It digs up what we’ve buried—willingly or not. And the moss? It’s more than backdrop. It’s a witness. A keeper. The Earth, quietly watching and whispering back.

I am extremely interested in the prehistory of the British Isles, and this book gave me inspiration of all sorts of new things to read about! I love Iron Age civilization, but that combined with the connective nature focus made this a clear winner!

American anthropologist, Agnes, is called in to study a bog body found in northern England. Perfectly preserved for 2,000 years, the finding fascinates the public and the archaeologists who want to examine the body and the surroundings. Local peat cutters are frustrated because they are being kept from, harvesting the peat they need to make money. And there are climatologists and scientists who have noticed something unusual in the layers of soil around the body. Add in local pagans who don’t want the body disturbed and Agnes has a veritable circus on her hands. This is a fascinating and often sobering reminder of how we view our world and our place in it’s ultimate survival or destruction