Early morn I ventured out looking for pictures while the streets were quiet. Sadly the gray clouds overhead spoiled things somewhat. I did attempt a shot of the golden owl grasping a black mouse with its beak but the light was too poor for a success. From behind I did get a good shot of him looking towards the 1926 town hall, given by the Courtauld's, and recently refurbished. Why an owl on the drinking fountain I know not. Old 'Frith' pictures show a light there but a skinny bird on top, possibly a thrush not someone out of the celebs pages. By the seventies the light appears to have vanished but the owl has been there since I brought my presence to the town. This too was expensively cleaned and renovated a year or so ago. Now the town wasters hang out here, no not me!
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7 comments:
That owl is really cool.
It's a fine thing to have - but you are right, it would be improved by a bit of sunshine to make it glitter.
Jerry, cool but dark.
Jenny, Indeed.
It is England, after all.
There is another shiny owl in England, a bit to the north though. Perhaps more even than I know.
It's looking like another week of being confined to indoor picutres
How sad. However it's par for the course!
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