Richard Carter – Page 53

19 May 2019

An unexpected visitor.

A plague of mattresses.

An encounter with bees.

My first cuckoo call of the summer.

A surprise encounter with a howler monkey’s backside.

Thoughts on the word ‘liminal’, and a wonderful few minutes on the patio.

Greenflies and enterprising jackdaws.

A song thrush still living in the 1940s.

First swift of the summer.

Deer, warblers, and lots of midges.

The poetry of a place.

Diary of a postman.