Sandy,Bedfordshire So lustrous is the colour it’s beyond compare – but kingfisher blue is due to a trick of the lightCrusty cowpats in the riverside meadow were no longer traps for unwary feet, their liquid mocha hearts baked dry by weeks in the sun. After a summer of circumventing fresh stinky pies there was no need to watch my step.
I felt like a liberated child stomping through puddles in wellies. Each scuff and kick at the weightless clods released a sweet odour of fermented grass, or a reminder of the cattle who left behind these giant droppings and poached the soil where it was soft at the water’s edge.
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Source: theguardian.com