From the vaults: Colour and contrast (13/01/2010)

Colour and contrast

There was no mistaking the direction of the overnight, snow bearing, wind. Every single one of the tall pines along the southern edge of the wood carried a perfectly applied strip of white crystals.

On a day when the world seemed to have been rendered in monochrome there were sudden and diverting splashes of colour: the old GPO phone box; a passenger service, heading for Worcester, still carrying the apple green/canary yellow livery of the departed and unlamented Central Trains.

Wildlife activity was plentiful; optimising the daylight hours which would be brief, and feeding opportunities which would be meagre. A solitary buzzard flapped almost resentfully; struggling to get airborne, lacking the assistance of breeze or updraught. Carrion would be in short supply, competition fierce. The icicles in the railway cutting suggested that lives lived in the sheltered hollows and recesses would be no less punishing.


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