Despite previous implications of not wanting to devote visual operations exclusively to the photographic recording of the view beyond the back garden fence, still we find ourselves aesthetically seduced by the scene of the playing field as wreathed in mist, in the encroaching gloom of the late afternoon, captured on this occasion in appropriately grainy fashion, with overall pictorial detail being lost to general atmosphere. From the vantage point of the camera, the distant glow of orange light, the one sign of brightness & life to be observed in the romantic desolation of the scene, finds itself neatly perched at the junction of goalpost & crossbar, a neat pictorial highlight.
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