“I was struck again by the deep quiet of the countryside, the absence
of any human sounds; my mind still expected the clamor of cars, voices,
all the clatter of nonstop human movement. Here was only the hushed
patter of the drizzle, the call of birds in faraway trees. The air was
impossibly sweet, like wine. A crow called from somewhere, its voice
dark and throaty.”
― Simone St. James, The Haunting of Maddy Clare.
Nidderdale, (one of the Yorkshire Dales), England, by M Hillier.