Robert Macfarlane has been putting pen to paper once more, and also collecting words in this fascinating article, collecting words is a passion for him, so if you have found any strange terms in your wanderings send it to him...
http://www.theguardian.com/books/2015/feb/27/robert-macfarlane-word-hoard-rewilding-landscape
favourites;
eawl-leet = dusk, lit 'owl-light' (lancashire)
grimlins = the night hours around midsummer when dusk blends
into dawn (Orkney).
Snow bones = long thin patches of snow still lying after a thaw (Yorks)
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