A calm of pleasure listens round / And almost whispers winter bye / While fancy dreams of summer sounds / And quiet rapture fills the eye… ~ from “The Shepherds Calendar – February – A Thaw” by John Clare
ACCENT: ALL THE BIRDS, SINGING by Evie Wyld
Jake is trying to escape from her past. She’s taken up a modest sheep farm on a remote, rocky island off the coast of England. It’s the sort of place where trees only get so tall because the wind never lets up. Here, she can be invisible, or nearly so. No one knows her or…