……. Yonder, in the corners of the mead, the purple darkness of the awakening wood beyond, the atmosphere is full of some ethereal vapour. The sunshine stays in the air here as if the greening hedges hold the wind from brushing it away. Low and plaintive comes the notes of a Lapwing – the arrival of spring – an early Chiffchaff: ‘ Chiff-chaff, chiff-chaff, chiff-chaff, chiff ! ‘ – the double notes hanging in the still air … After Richard Jefferies.
SIGNS OF SPRING
Jefferies’ field notebooks are full of references to the passing seasons. Each year he carefully noted the first signs of spring and summer and found happiness in the visible tokens of the seasons as they returned. As he wrote in The Open Air “I knew the very dates of them all—the reddening elm, the arum, the hawthorn leaf, the celandine, the may; the yellow iris of the waters, the heath of the hillside. The time of the nightingale—the place to hear the first note.”
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