A wall is almost always just a wall, but there is a wall in Cardiff that is a menagerie in stone. By Cardiff Castle, animals and birds sit and sprawl atop the gables of a wall, frozen creatures gazing out over Castle Street.
The Chilterns in late September. Summer should be over but won’t let go. Autumn permits this day of aestival warmth but slowly drums its cool brown fingers.
You cannot call such fliers strange Nor imitate surprise Although their subtle pinions range Beyond your soldered eyes. (‘The Birds’ – Edward A Richards)
The herring gulls came to the towns and cities because it was easier to find food there. The seas were emptying but the land was ever more bountiful.