Wednesday, 12 March 2008

Sutherland Road, clockwise. 8.30am.

The gales have put things out of step. A blast ruffles the feathers of a feeding crow, making him jump; and a commuter, mack belt flying, jogs for his train.

1 comment:

Rob Hopcott said...

I like this. It's true that the weather affects our emotions and even makes the crow jump.

The rhythm of a commuter, mack belt flying, jogs for his train. is outstanding.