Legacy, Lives

‘Summer’s still all to come’ – the swifts’ return

The swallow may be the signal of the season, the red, white and blue ensign of the English summer, with all its bucolic associations of roses and hay meadows, garden fêtes and picnics, but for me the swift’s high cries and the sight of those slender black silhouettes slicing through the sky mark the true […]

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Landscape, Lives


On 15 April I tweeted that I had heard the first cuckoo of the Plaxtol year. As each spring comes around, this moment always reminds me of a newspaper piece I found a few years ago, dating from 1904.

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