The rain showers are hailstones. Lots of animal remains - I know little of what happens up here.The larches in the valley have their first flush of delicate green.
Curlew.
I've found the remains of a mountain hare, unmistakeable white and grey fur.
Thursday, 16 April 2009
Listening to our Ancestors
The rain showers are hailstones. Lots of animal remains - I know little of what happens up here.The larches in the valley have their first flush of delicate green.
Curlew.
I've found the remains of a mountain hare, unmistakeable white and grey fur.
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