Up the road or down, sometimes further afield, often not for long, we're out most days.
Sunday, 21 December 2008
Up the road, early evening, winter solstice.
Unexpectedly, the rosy sky yields a long, low sunset from the brow of the hill, illuminating our faces theatrically; the cotoneaster glows redder red, the grey factory wall warm lilac.
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