The nightingale sings
A journal of château life - 6th - 12th April 2025
Sunday 6th April
A voice calls out, richer somehow than the others, a trill first, then a whistle, then a curling, twisting tune. I stop still on the gravel of the drive, standing silent, even holding my breath to hear it again. When it comes, rising above all the other singers, I’m sure. My Nightingale is back, singing his little heart out, looking for…
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