Winter morning dawn: bright and crisp outside but condensation inside as I draw my curtains, thinking of the song “Good morning” from Singin’ in the Rain (1952):-
Good mornin’, good mornin’
We’ve talked the whole night through
Good mornin’ (good mornin’ to you)
etc
Songwriters: Arthur Freed, Nacio Herb Brown
Hope - seeing the blue sky through the raindrops
Very much images of our current lockdown and the #stayathome message.
Bleak view of Eastbourne Pier, its Victorian ironwork between storm clouds, cold sea and stony beach.
The last “H” in Hammersmith?
Looking at the aerials and satellite dishes on the rooftops and chimneys during an exercise walk around Hammersmith and Fulham. We’ve learnt to ignore them but they are an iconic feature of our vernacular urban architecture.