Wednesday, 25 January 2012

Buckenham rooks


A corvid compline in the fading winter light, flying in from far and wide to gather together in the trees and fields. A series of false starts, before finally rising up as one to cover the distance to the copse by the church where they will roost for the night.

A clamour of rooks.

Then darkness falls, and the light of the sugar-beet factory chimney glows in the distance.

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