With Diane driving, Caroline and I visited Carol in The Peak District.
We had last done this in 2022, but what time of year was it when we came before?
We attempted to figure it out by referencing our memories of the weather and wildlife.
What temperature was it?
Were there swallows?
Was the golden saxifrage in bloom?
We couldn't quite remember.
Then we went for a walk through the fields.
At the end of one field, a tractor turned and started heading ominously towards us. It was dragging a muck spreader which was flicking out gobbets of poo.
An overpowering rural smell assailed us.
And just like Proust's madeleine with limeflower tea, it triggered a memory.
Ah yes, I remember. It was EXACTLY this time of year when we visited before!
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