Upturned Leaves Time : Acrylic on paper
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There are four recognised seasons.  And then there are the unofficial ones and I am sure that you have your own. One of mine is the time when suddenly the leaves on the silver birch trees turn upwards and become shimmering, sparkling silver. On this particular occasion, I was driving home late from a gig. I was looking forward to getting home and nearly there. I came off the roundabout by Wolfeton Manor and my attention was dragged to the left where I caught sight of this row of trees. I am fairly certain that they would have remained unremarkable if it had been daylight. But in the moonlight, they were unworldly.