Wednesday, November 09, 2011

apples turf framed


Posted by PicasaLast apples cling to an old tree.

In The Grove they  grub out with the help of a small mechanical digger and a mechanical shovel a  bank of untidy shrubs next to the playground. They  replace  the shrubs with turf.  The turf arrives in a van  in strips like rolled strips of green carpet. And the new grass ism settled into place as quickly as a carpet.

In a single moment a picture composes itself among fallen leaves and the trunks of trees. The two crows, so often present in The Grove, waddle across the frame while four squirrels scamper around them.

2 comments:

CC said...

Can practically smell the Autumn in your words.

Plutarch said...

It's a good smell, Autumn. Everywhere round her, just now.