Two in one here, both unfamiliar ways of describing something familiar. Wood knots, if you live with them, do become known to you – I am getting to know those on our ceiling. The feeling of your teeth to your tongue is so familiar that I had never even thought about it.
‘… the most familiar two hundred yards of the island, as known to me as the knots on the desk on which I write or the feeling of my teeth to my tongue.’
See also the quote rich mosaic review of this magnificent, entrancing book: a love letter to islands and a paean to the sea.
Source: Adam Nicolson, Sea Room: An Island Life (London: Harper Collins, 2013 (2002)), p. 63
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