June 2026
A Splendid Midsummer shone over England; skies so pure, suns so radiant as were then seen in long succession, seldom favour, even singly, our wave-girt land. It was as if a band of Italian days had come from the South, like a flock of glorious passenger birds, and lighted to rest them on the cliffs of Albion. The hay was all got in; the fields round Thornfield were green and shorn; the road white and baked; the trees were in their dark prime; hedge and wood, full-leaved and deeply tinted, contrasted well with the sunny hue of the clear meadows between.
- Charlotte Brontë, "Jane Eyre" -
Early Summer Dusk, Haworth Churchyard
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| Somewhere near Halifax, Calderdale |
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| Sunday morning on Haworth Main Street |
Sunset Walk Around Haworth, Brontë Country
Summer Around Haworth, Brontë Country
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| Hoyle Syke Farm, Brontë Country |
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