Black grows the river, blacker drifts the eddy
The sky is grey the woods are cold below
Oh make the bosom, and thy sad lips ready
For the cold kisses of the folding snow
The Coming of Winter – Archibald Lampman 1886
Photographs taken in Manchester and at Werneth Low, Hyde, Greater Manchester by my pal Tom Q. For more of Tom’s brilliant work go to http://www.flickr.com/photos/utdnation/ / www.teestotal.com
