photo essay: in search of english winter

in search of English winter

not a snowflake in sight

one empty bench after another

mock snow and fighting moss

crows are loud, parrots are gone

all squirrels are asleep

not a hare in sight

cycling in the weather, or in spite of it

one empty bench after another

no blackberry in sight

I own all of Richmond Park

walking dogs on the golf course

in search of English winter, I found a misty world of frost

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