Beechwoods Chill

beechwoods-161203-1Today the Beechwoods looked dour in the grey light of a chill December morning.  The birds were silent, as if weighed down by the leaden sky, only a wren sang bravely with its disproportionate song before disappearing into the ivy.  Lights on the tower cranes at Addenbrooke’s twinkled through the lattice of branches, like faint harbingers of Christmas.

beechwoods-161203-2The leafless trees took on a hardy elegant gauntness emphasising their form.  Bright green algae painted the base of the rising from the copper carpet.

Photos: The Beechwoods, Cambs 161203

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