Jejeune bent to look out the window again. There was not a single body of land between here and the North Pole. In winter, the storms off the North Sea would be punishing, but in the spring, Sand Martins would patrol these cliffs with dazzling feats of aerial acrobatics. The runnels at the cliff's edge would blaze with the magnificent deep red marsh orchids. It would be a beautiful, spectacular place to spend your days. p. 267
( Steve Burrows )
[ A Siege of Bitterns ]
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