Category: David

These vivid reds and grees are on the leaves of a cultivated mahonia variety which has been bred to turn red at this time of year.

Spotted in the front garden of a side road.

Ivy berries, looking like they had just been dipped in icing sugar, instead of being pictured on a cold winter morning.

A nest so small it wouldn’t leave room for a bird bigger than a wren. This was high in an ash tree, visible because there were no leaves.

The mechanisms controlling paddles on canal locks, like much of the technology of the industrial revolution, combines functionality with a striking appearance.

The snow sticking to this mechanism on a paddle on Wightwick Lock reminds me of an abstract sculpture.

Weeping willow by the entrance to Compton Park. The branches are green as the tree begins to put on new growth for the spring, contrasting with the white of the snow, and the blue fence of the new housing development.

The remains of one of last year’s nettles, backlit by the sun on a frosty morning.