Summer notebook
Postcards from a Long Summer
Three places, three stamps, nothing planned. The cards we sent home, printed here with the messages on the back.
Written and photographed by Noor Hale · Read the feature
14 June, Kell Head
The lighthouse keeper’s cat has adopted us. Wind all night, and the best eggs I have had in years. Do not expect us back soon.
2 July, High Moor
A red hut, no signal, one kettle. Mist until noon every day and then, all at once, the whole valley. You would hate it. Come anyway.
29 August, The Pass
Walked up in the dark to see it turn pink. Knees ruined. Worth it. Home by the first frost, probably.