(I know this has been mentioned before here, but don't you agree the buildings of Whitehall viewed from St. James' Park look absolutely like something lifted from the pages of a fairytale? I have long thought so, just never before had my camera to caputre it.)
I am struggling with the lack of daylight I seem to see these days, restricted as it is to mornings and weekends, and the knowledge that soon it will be weekends alone. On mornings like today, when the sky is heavy and cloud filled it seems like those dark mornings are already here. Monday however was bright and crisp, and I decided to take the camera on my walk to work to capture the turning leaves and morning sunlight. Though it did make me 5 minutes late, it was worth it to feel that I had done something before 9am, tramped over dew-damp grass and made eyes at a squirrel, rather than having the extra 15 minutes in bed and nothing but trodden-on toes from a cramped tube journey to show for it.