Prishvin was an avid hunter: he would take his gun, game bag, and dog and on some days covered up to twenty or more kilometers of peatland and forest. But he always carried his notebook. The hunt gave him the opportunity to enjoy nature from the inside, and to live in, observe, and study it actively.
No date. I continue to hunt, considering this murder nothing to that which people do to each other on a daily basis… the hunter will unburden his heart on the fowl or the beast… most hunters are gentle, kind, and often even emotionally attentive people. A sense of the new times lives within me. And not only that: I hope to leave this a great feeling of life—disguised as hunting—in my books.
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