We were just sitting out in the garden, enjoying the lovely sunny evening, and drinking tea (Yorkshire Tea, obviously).
"The swallows are late this year," I said. "I've seen them elsewhere, but they haven't made it into the hills yet."
Ten seconds later: "Swallow!"
Not quite enough to make a summer, but we're getting there.
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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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