I had my photograph taken with the man himself on Saturday. It was only when I loaded the photo on to my computer that I saw its filename: IMG_1809.JPG
1809: the year of Darwin's birth, 200 years ago this year. What are the odds of that, do you reckon? (Actually, the file numbers rotate every 10,000, so the answer is 10,000:1.)
I love meaningless coincidences.
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“…wonderfully droll, witty and entertaining… At their best Carter’s moorland walks and his meandering intellectual talk are part of a single, deeply coherent enterprise: a restless inquiry into the meaning of place and the nature of self.”
—Mark Cocker, author and naturalist
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