4th October from the West Cliff Green, Bournemouth
A grey day like today may, at first sight, appear dull and uninspiring but there is a brisk wind that makes a soft roar in the tree tops and ruffles up the waves on the sea so that they descend on the beach in a continuous rushing sound. Everyting is building strength for next year. Ivy is glossy and green clawing up the rough bark of the pines while the white flowers of the strawberry tree are already blossoming whilst this year’s strange fruit are still ripening. Crows enjoy the wind and caw and croak whilst they sway among the pine branches.
From 4th October 2019
A pale blue sky edged with friendly looking grey clouds give a softness to the morning light. The moisture on the wet grass provides a sheen as if from standing water. The air is crisp and the sea has assumed a gentler, more rhythmic beat to the waves that are being enjoyed by a pair of surfers on the otherwise deserted beach. The sand is flat and clean after the storm. Pigeons, gulls and crows flock together with occasional squirrels, all too busy searching for breakfast to make any sound. The mass of brambles is beaten down and a greyish, defeated colour but shouldering through are teasels and the vivid chocolate brown sorrels and docks showing that not everything is crushed by the autumn weather. And to emphasise the point many tiny plants are coming into flower, groundsel and yarrow and other, indeterminate, yellow members of the daisy and carrot family. And brightest of all the sharp pink oxalis lining the path.
