Ar Lan Y Leri

“It’s May the 8th, the hedgerows are starred with celandines, wild garlic, cuckoo spit and dandelions, the swallows chattering their adventures of Africa, scything across the sky. I can hear a cuckoo. I saw a hare this morning on our way here. A greening in the tree tops and a blue haze underfoot – violet … More Ar Lan Y Leri