22nd October from the West Cliff Green, Bournemouth
Weak sunshiney dawn which soon morphs into a uniform grey. Without the sun, everything is flat without shadow or definition. Autumn is heavy in the stands of brown bracken. The crow practises a new sound which resembles a clockwork train being wooound up laboriously. Gulls cicle aimlessly, black scraps against the grey. They utter a single cry of chupa-chupa-chup. The wind rstles hurriedly through the trees. The sea roars quietly to itself.
From 22nd October 2021
The sun slips down from the gold filigree edged cloud behind the charcoal band at the horizon. A chilly wind nips and snaps. The sea is corrugated into a pale green corduroy like an ancient art teacher's trousers. Then just a little while later to the east the invisible moon illuminates the clouds from behind with a an eerie silver theatrical glow. #Bournemouth #WestCliff #Autumn #October
From 22nd October 2013
Big electrical storm just off Purbeck.What's the best way to feel better on a gloomy, wet, dark night? Yes, make bread. And already that warm, comforting smell is filling the place.
