Chilly breeze promising more rain but the dramatic white and grey cloudscapes were higher, the sky altogether bigger somehow - made you want to throw your shoulders back, stride out and gulp it in.
Down on the road and back through the grass by way of variation: there was enough warmth in the occasional sunburst plus the sight of martins and swallows zooming backwards and forwards overhead and the ripple of green corn across the hills that would have you believing it`s the middle of July.
Btw, so engrossed in The Gone-Away World that have almost forgotten to recommend The Thirteenth Horseman by Barry Hutchinson.
Categorised as Young Adult (but kept this Not-So-Young one laughing)it`s an excellent romp with a touch of the Terry Pratchetts (can there be higher praise for a writer of fantasy?)much chaos and confusion and even a soupçon of soppy stuff.
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