Frosty air nibbles my hand as I continue my evening walk along the South Bank. The cold wooden handle of my umbrella no longer friendly to the hands that hold it. Today was the first day of snow in London this winter. The flakes scatter on the ground and melt, creating a glossy layer over the tiles under my feet. My shoes make ripples that disturb this sleepy surface as I pass.
It is night and this charcoal mirror slowly juggles the opaque yellows of the lights along the Thames. A silent warmth in such weather.
Wednesday 16 December 2009
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