From the privations of deepest midwinter, through the new life of spring and on to the rounded fullness of summer, the passage of the seasons has ever played an intrinsic part in our lives. Even in a modern society that no longer lives by the boom and bust turn of the calendar, there are those who still observe the old cycles, allow time to unfurl and keep a weather-eye for whatever comes next.

This book traces one such journey, charting the exploits of an angler as he follows the senescent slide of the months that bloom, wither and die, chronicling the sights and sounds of the rolling year whilst waiting patiently for the emergence, once more, of a bright hunter’s moon.