<b>Tender … exquisite, limpid beauty … a book of stillness, quiet vigilance, and the kind of patience that is measured not in hours but in lifetimes</b>

Financial Times

<b>What a strange, enchanting book … Rebanks writes of his season with the duck women with elegance, acuity and a rare tenderness … the story is like a fairy tale; timeless except for the occasional intrusion of an outboard engine</b>

Times Literary Supplement

<b>Lyrical and enchanting … Slowly but surely, Rebanks draws Anna’s story from her. There’s her childhood, mythical tales of giant women, and her deep love of the island … Whether the eider will arrive and in what numbers is a constant ­anxiety, and it’s impossible not to share in Rebanks’s wonder and obvious delight when they do. Even the eggs of the eiders, small, green, speckled and hard, are in themselves things of wonder. Rebanks is an extraordinary writer, and <i>The Place of Tides</i> will linger in the mind for a long time</b>

- James Holland, Telegraph

<b>In honed prose akin to that of Hemingway, Rebanks weaves a quietly captivating fable about what it means to be true to your roots and your longing to save a dying world </b>

Sydney Morning Herald

<b>A quietly profound book. It is a story about a still-essential way of living in the modern world and finding a way to keep going. It is also a deft travelogue to one of the world’s wildest seascape … Rebanks paints a picture of a wondrous world. It is one that few of us will ever visit but are all the better for knowing about</b>

- Helen Davies, The Sunday Times

<b>Here the farmer boldly slips his moorings. Unfolding like a Nordic <i>Decameron</i>, this is a book for a wide readership, with spare prose ... It is a book of bitten beauty, full of keen observations, and, for all its reverence, it is one of reckoning. On the cusp of the Arctic, during a magical harvest, a single-minded farmer is forced to face his own demons</b>

Country Life

<b>A transfixing, tender and open-hearted account of a spring spent with two remarkable people … Rebanks captures nature’s exquisiteness [and] quietly captivates the human heart. Friendships grow slowly and organically, and, as satisfying as nature itself, the tough yet delicate work strengthens these bonds. By the end, Rebanks’s anxieties about his place in his own world have dropped off him like autumn leaves. It is a beautiful journey back to himself</b>

Irish Times