#Words and #PictureOfTheDay: 27/Feb/22

Autumn colours from beech and bracken linger to lap up the promising warmth of a winter sun shining on a rural lane. Passing through the forest, above the narrow way, its noise and steam no longer present, a railway bridge now forms part of a peaceful path permitting wanderers to walk through birdsong and the distant babbling of an unseen brook. Once a landscape of industry, dirt, and hard labour, the ground has grown serene and almost silent, taken back by nature to hide the damage done so negligently by humankind.

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5 thoughts on “#Words and #PictureOfTheDay: 27/Feb/22

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  2. OUr old home was surrounded by beech trees. Since they are copper beaches, we named the property Coppper Ledge (it was on a steep hill). Those leaves persist well into spring.

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    1. Copper beeches are quite unusual here, Noelle: they stand out when seen. But our ordinary beeches often keep their russet autumn leaves through till spring, as a cover for the new buds.

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