Thursday, 5 April 2012
Seeing Red In The Bleak Mid Spring
The solitary woodcock wandered aimlessly along the road, looking quite bemused that there was a late snowfall. This was not on. This was nesting time.
The roads became tricky to drive on again. Several were closed.
The countryside took on the aura it was sometimes labled as: 'It's grim up North.' Clothes were no barrier to the winds which tickled the bones.
But beauty won and the colours contrasted everywhere. Particularly the red against the white snow.....
..... Red painted fences...
....Red plume of a faux chicken
....and of course red dog mess collectin bins.