Frost and sunshine in The Grove. A photograph I keep taking.
While I am photographing pigeons and a crow, a woman tells me that she has just seen an altercation between a chaffinch and a blackbird in a puddle. They seemed to be disputing bath times. "Might interest you." The woman is walking a gentle greyhound which is clad in a green jacket strapped over its back. We discuss the unseasonal thrush which was singing in The Grove the other day. "Yes," she says, "he comes into my garden."
Yesterday in the Farmers' Market the stallholder who sells garden plants, has battled into town despite the weather. She shows me on her camera screen a photo of here nursery. Deep in snow and her in a red jacket trying vainly to clear it.
While I am photographing pigeons and a crow, a woman tells me that she has just seen an altercation between a chaffinch and a blackbird in a puddle. They seemed to be disputing bath times. "Might interest you." The woman is walking a gentle greyhound which is clad in a green jacket strapped over its back. We discuss the unseasonal thrush which was singing in The Grove the other day. "Yes," she says, "he comes into my garden."
Yesterday in the Farmers' Market the stallholder who sells garden plants, has battled into town despite the weather. She shows me on her camera screen a photo of here nursery. Deep in snow and her in a red jacket trying vainly to clear it.
2 comments:
I like very much photos of long shadows in low sunlifgt - my favorite time of the sun.
It is indeed a lovely, atmospheric picture.
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