Another late night last night, photographing the International Space Station. This time, I captured it flying over our garden. I took six separate 30-second exposures, using Photoshop to merge them into a single image.
Heard a distant cuckoo while I was lying in bed waiting for the alarm to go off. I heard it again an hour later as I was opening the garage door.
On our evening walk, I took a nice photo of some swallows outside Carrs Farm.
I stepped on to the patio just before going to bed to take in the view. The barn owl flitted briefly across the field before disappearing over the houses opposite. It’s wonderful the owl has become such a regular feature in the neighbourhood.
“…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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