Wednesday, November 23, 2005

Leaves sucker, pink air, rosehip

Technical progress in the Grove: instead of hand-held machines, which blow the leaves into piles so that they can be shovelled into trucks for removal, there is now a giant vacuum cleaner with a huge matalic hose, which sucks and chews up the leaves before spewing them into a container.

The sun sets over the High Street. At a critical moment the air itself seems to become pink.

A rosehip, with its dry sepal atop the orange and green, egg-shaped fruit, seems to glow like a lamp as the light fades.

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