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2 days agoCountry diary: The skies here are busy with satellites and fieldfares | Rchard Smyth
The red sun rising over the radar station on Alnwick Moor picks out the tall shape of a hare at our end of the meadow. It lopes forward a little way forever appearing, as hares always do, to be on the brink of a forward roll and then pauses, sits up and shakes the dew from its front paws.
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