Hard - no, let`s face it - impossible to convey the full magic of tonight`s walk after a long hot day at work and the inevitable chores at home. A warm, still,June night as we set off through the woods at about 10 to 10, deer and rabbits everywhere, the bird song loud and clear, buttercup, cow parsley and forget-me-nots making patchwork patterns under the trees and dog chasing wildly round at all the delicious scents.
Out of the woods and back down the road at the top of the hill at quarter to 11 and still light: over the next few weeks the sun will simply kiss the horizon before lifting off again for the new day - magical time of year indeed.
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