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Branches stripped bare reveal its black shadow against the pale grey sky. A Spring-built, careful little bundle of sticks, moss and hope. Now it hangs abandoned, its usefulness spent, waiting for its time to come again.
They haven’t seen each other for some time. Immediately, the happy chatter begins. Their laughter tinkles like the music they have come to make.
An orange bloom of rust spreads out from each jointed end. Their tops are polished by a lifetime of trains. They have stood the test of time, people and politics. One day they will fail, but not yet.
They graze quietly by the motorway, as we rush past. One stops to stand and stare at us, who have no time to do the same.