AFTERNOON SUN casts long shadows across the frosted turf of the meadow and turns the tussocks of dead grass into flame-like highlights. The dull, dark texture of the wood comes to life as the tracery of twigs and branches are picked out by bright side-lighting.
The cockerel and four hens perch in the last beam of sunlight, lined up on top of a couple of Larsen traps that are stacked on top of next door's kennels.
A dozen House Sparrows perch on the bare branches of a garden tree. Each is an individual, with its own variation of streaky brown plumage. Three of the males have 'fancy dress' markings on their heads and necks; a Lone Ranger mask and Napoleon III beard with a Dickensian white muffler tucked around the chin.
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