O Verão de 2006

"...Journeys begin in many different ways.(...);so that in the summer of 1786, two months before they were due to depart, he made the journey back to Lincolnshire; back to the woods and fields that for the next three years were what he thought of when he thought of home."

The Conjuror's Bird, Martin Davies, ed. Hodder.






This is what I think of when I think of home: