A farm-dog barked far across the valley, fixing the time and distance exactly. Warned by the dog and some hooting owls, I could sense the night valley emptying, stretching in mists of stars and water, growing slowly more secret and late.
from Cider with Rosie by Laurie Lee, 1959
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Lovely image to go with the quote.
Thanks so much Dale. 🙂
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