Earlier this week it was a case of Musical Starlings on the Townsend Meadow power lines. Here, back in February, the moon was also having a go. Can the moon play a tune? I think it might – if we listen with our inner ear.
full moon
Last Night On Windmill Hill
A full moon to the south, sunset in the west, and a shady man on a bench being moonstruck.
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And then the sweet scent of Lady’s Bedstraw which this year has colonized much of the hill, pushing out the orchids…
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And then some views of Wenlock’s hay-cut fields between the moonrise and the sunset…
Tish Farrell 