Heart of Gold
A cold weekend but the Sun was too good to miss. I set out both days to catch something of the Winter light.
Caught at the right moment, the Minster turns to gold.
And above the gold, a sails a ship of silver.
The squirrels stay up late into the Winter to take advantage of the extra tourist titbits but finally it's time to make up the bed.
Time to follow the yellow brick road.
Having thrown a few more coals on the fire a GBRf 66 coasts through Holgates with the empties just as the Sun disappears.
The following day opposite the Golden Ball. The sign turns from a black dog at sunset to warn passers by.
The fire of the sky turns the Bishophill houses to coal.
If you stand in the right spot just as the Sun goes down you can catch a glimpse of the support cables descending.
Caught at the right moment, the Minster turns to gold.
And above the gold, a sails a ship of silver.
The squirrels stay up late into the Winter to take advantage of the extra tourist titbits but finally it's time to make up the bed.
Time to follow the yellow brick road.
Having thrown a few more coals on the fire a GBRf 66 coasts through Holgates with the empties just as the Sun disappears.
The following day opposite the Golden Ball. The sign turns from a black dog at sunset to warn passers by.
The fire of the sky turns the Bishophill houses to coal.
If you stand in the right spot just as the Sun goes down you can catch a glimpse of the support cables descending.