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Ten or twenty House Martins hawk for insects above the canal-side hawthorns. Dark ploughland, yellowing leaves, red berries, a sky of ragged rain clouds; it's good to see the turn of the seasons.
I can't pretend that I don't love to see butterflies and wild flowers of early summer, but, if that was the only time I saw of the local countryside, when it is at its 'best', I'd be missing out.
The rare and spectacular in nature are always exciting, but highlights aren't everything. It's like albums of 'The Best of the Classics', compiled from the most famous moments in music. After a while it's empty excitement.
Summer might be the climax of the year, but, as in music, to get the most out of it's got to be experienced in its context of growth, development and renewal. All that action and excitement needs the contrast of quieter, gentler passages.