Description:
A journey through the seasons of a West Country year. From a valley in the iron grip of a January morning, to the first healing colours of spring. Through summer and autumn to the voice of Nathaniel, and a Christmas Eve in his memory when it was believed that at midnight the cattle knelt in their stalls. A voice speaking of a village England that was young still when he was.
The author is a novelist and scriptwriter, who, when young, travelled the West Country, roaming with the freedom of youth the borderlands of Somerset, Dorset and Devon, picking fruit, and whatever other work he could get, sleeping wherever he could, before moving on to wherever the next road took him. A journeying out of which came his non-fiction work Under the Apple Boughs, when he came to see that he had met on those wanderings the last of a village England.