Saturday, 16 January 2016

spread betting their way through winter

A lot of trees this year, especially in towns, where the air hums with stray photons from the omnipresent street-lighting, are this year toting a little frill of still-green leaves, like a monk's tonsure. Most of the leaves are gone, but a few linger, stubbornly green despite the dark days and the cold nights, a green torch lit through winter.

Christmas Lights 1

So far their optimism has been justified. No bitter weeks of frosts have descended to brown and curl their perky greenness. Photosynthesis continues through winter's unchill. The plants stay half-awake, and hope no arctic blasts will come.

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