Calm
The Scarecrow
All winter through I bow my head Beneath the driving rain; The North Wind powders me with snow And blows me black again; At midnight 'neath a maze of stars I flame with glittering rime, And stand, above the stubble, stiff As mail at morning-prime. But when that child called Spring, and all His host of children, come, Scattering their buds and dew upon These acres of my home, Some rapture in my rags awakes; I lift void eyes and scan The sky for crows, those ravening foes, Of my strange master, Man. I watch him striding lank behind His clashing team, and know Soon will the wheat swish body high Where once lay a sterile snow; Soon I shall gaze across a sea Of sun-begotten grain, Which my unflinching watch hath sealed For harvest once again.
Walter de la Mare ~
Almost Home
2024
(iPhone)
ho happy day
translated from a @itsstreetlove photo
Many thanks to @peintre-stephane for this lovely painting from my street photo. You've really captured the joy here Stephane, thank you so much❤️
Steaming out of Bridgnorth Station.....4930 Hagley Hall leaving for Kidderminster
2024
Bride Squad
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River Severn from the cathedral terrace.... Worcester
2024
Flat Cap
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The White Swan
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Urban Edgelands.....
Eastside ~ Birmingham
2024
Heath Mill Lane ~ Digbeth
Birmingham ~ January 2024
Going home
Cheltenham ...... 2024
A cold night ahead
Cheltenham ~ 2024
"Yes, I'm in charge here!"
Flooding on the River Severn at Worcester ~ January 2024