Leaves reflected in a window

I almost walked past this window. At first I was drawn to the shape and the lovely little square that open's in the middle. Then as I walked the light, the angle and the reflections all came together - snap!

I looked up...

Walking along today by chance I looked up and saw the beauty of the brickwork in the warm sunlight. The range of brown colors was fantastic.  To think each brick was made and laid by hands that lived upon the earth  in another century. What mark upon the earth will I leave behind? If any.

A little slice of history....

As you will see this walk was once taken by the famous author Lewis Carrol. I wonder if he enjoyed the winding path down to the river or if he sat down by the canal listening to the gentle waters and let his mind wander to the worlds within his imagination? 

Perfect day....

A walk by the river in Ripon I managed to catch the stillness and tranquility of the moment. Home to a lovely meal cooked by Thomas and Amy, then a catch up with good friends over drinks. Each part of the day perfect for different reasons.

Not great art but a great tart.....

I was in London this week stopped at little cafe near the House of Parliament. It was such a treat to watch the hustle and bustle of the city for ten minutes, sip a cup of Earl Grey and enjoy this yummy pastry. On the plate under the spotlight this little tart looked like a famous celebrity  caught under the light of the paparazzi!!.

No rest for the wicked....

The light of the October evening has a warm soft quality. It casts long shadows and despite the cold of the day brings a smile to the face. This week has seen this photographer laid low with a viral infection. So a little recycling was required. Fingers crossed for getting out next week.

Tom lost in music and thought.....

No longer a child but always my boy. I see a man of principle with compassion for others, an inquiring mind, a bright intelligence tempered with original wit. I'm so proud this man with his thirst for  life is my son. 

Imagination to stir the soul....

"Make no little plans. They have no magic to stir men's blood and probably themselves will not be realized. Make big plans; aim high in hope and work, remembering that a noble, logical diagram once recorded will never die, but long after we are gone will be a living thing, asserting itself with ever-growing insistency. Remember that our sons and grandsons are going to do things that would stagger us. Let your watchword be order and your beacon beauty. Think big."

- Daniel Burnham

Late blooms....

A patient and friend take advantage of a break in the rain. Able to get outside for some fresh air at last as the day draws to a close.

From grey clouds to sunny skies...

A whole day of rain and then suddenly the sky cleared and the pink evening sunlight seemed to bleach clean the clouds and a light breeze fluffed them to perfection.