Being a delicate tropical flower, I wilt in cold weather.
So naturally I enjoy the brief bursts of summer sun London sporadically basks in.
A rare business this summer. It’s usually sunny during the week when you’re stuck inside the office and have to take a hot over-crowded tube in the morning, while the weekends are wet and clouded over. You feel disinclined to change out of your pyjamas for 48 hours.The Urge to hibernate sets in.
When the sun is out, the pub pavements are crawling, the football somehow turns up (or whatever, some sports thing. Olympics garbage. Ugh.) and all the girls seem to have their boobs out.
Seriously, boobs everywhere.
I don’t have any photos of the boobs.
(Sorry)
A bench in Soho. There was some market set up down the street (the one with Cay tre & Candy Bar on it)
Street Shadows. All the gay boys were out in force.
The pretty option – Mango, Strawberry & Butterscotch Gelato in a cone. This is so goddamn gorgeous.
That gelato moulding is a work of art.
Late evening sun on some steps
Sunbathers in Angel
Sunbathers in Angel
Trees & Clouds Near Portabello
Fluffy purple flower. The entire hedge on the way to work turns purple briefly in summer.
Hedge on the way to work in the morning. This wasn’t full blown purple. Unfortunately the early spring brought the hedge into bloom too early and all the flowers died off quickly.
An eclair from the old fashioned bakery near by & Sink
Flowering Coriander and its Shadow
Shadow Closeup
The Essex Road Library
Sun in the Tree Fork, Essex Road. I had to wait about 6 minutes to get a shot with no traffic.
Essex Road at Sunset
Pink Sunset near Oval
Pink Sunset above the buildings
