Nature is one of my favourite elements in a book; whether it is soaring mountain peaks in a fantasy adventure, or the simplistic English countryside in a short but sincere novella, I love seeing the ways different authors present the natural world. I decided to read Far From the Madding Crowd with the expectation that Thomas Hardy would immerse me in the sort of sweeping nature prose I encountered while reading Tess of the D’Urbervilles – with a healthy dash of Victorian melodrama – and I wasn’t disappointed. Nature turned out to be a core characteristic of the novel, one…