Autumn deepens in The Human Seasons, and from a hill overlooking the city, explosions light the sky:
Autumn dusk, Streetlight dawn
5th November 2016. Half an hour past sunset, the sky still hangs light and pink-hued in the west, but the streetlamps are taking over. Their dawn casts orange orbs in front windows of tight terraces. They highlight metallic coal chute covers, like stepping stones through a bitumen brook.
Later, we cross the canal and head up the hill, my boy and I, to watch the city disgorge showers of light into a clear November sky.
Fireworks on Pitchcroft, Worcester
A few yards behind us, up on Roger’s Hill, a great cannon once poured fire into the heart of the city. 370 years ago, in the summer of 1646, Birmingham-born mathematician and astronomer Nathaniel Nye directed Parliamentarian guns with scientific rigour during the Siege of Worcester. Nye detailed his experiences and strategies, including the triangulation of targets using an early version of the plane table, in The…
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