“And, oh! It was a beautiful evening, as heather-purple and gorse-gold as the moorland around them, and the sky above was that stark shade of blue that looked neither dark nor light enough to be true. If it were a painting, a critic might have said that the colours were all wrong. Jack, of course, knew better than that. He had spend many an evening out on the moor. And Meadowsweet – oh how she loved it.” LightNatureEveningHeatherMoorBlue Hour Book:The First Tale of the Tinners' Rabbits Source: The First Tale of the Tinners' Rabbits