Wenlock Edge, Shropshire Scratch-calls and white strobing underwings announce a flock of fieldfare in the abbey ruinsYew berries glow brilliant red at the green edges of the tree's inner darkness. It is five minutes to closing time when I slip into the Wenlock Priory ruins. Lawns have been freshly cut; towering stones radiate warmth on one of the last of the fine autumn days; no other feet tread the paths. It is still bright as the church clock strikes five. Lime, hazel and beech have the smouldering brassy ochre of a slow autumn's burn, only now reaching their peak. A large horse chestnut bough has been downed in a recent gale. Tall pines rise skyward like those marking drover roads in the hills. Where they end the sky is blue beyond smoky clouds. Continue reading...
Country diary: bright berries and noisy visitors in the churchyard
1. listopadu 2017 6:37
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Celý článek: https://www.theguardian.com/environment/2017/nov/01/country-diary-bright-berries-and-noisy-visitors-in-the-churchyard
Zdroj: The Guardian