Calder Valley – Page 17 – Richard Carter

7 July 2019

An early morning garden visitor.

An entirely fictional Caught by the River event.

Rush Hour in the Yorkshire countryside.

The fields have been mown in my absence.

A moth, midges, water-boatmen, and a spider.

Some public-spirited soul has been up to no good.

A walk in the rain to examine foxgloves.

A sticky spell.

A topaz treasure, and suppressed claustrophobic memories.

Summer solstice.

An avian stealth fighter and a vile insect.

Jupiter’s moons.