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Country diary: On the bluest of days, the plaintive call of a pipit | Mark Cocker
Combs Moss, Derbyshire: There is plenty to be gloomy about, but today was not the day for it up on the moor The morning was sunlit and the sky the sort of deepest blue dome that makes your heart sing – and all the louder for being at the time of least natural sound. Autumn is the most silent season for birds, but at least I could hear the passing meadow pipits more clearly as they came out of the blue in small…