As winter knocks at my doorstep, people seem to sulk more but I am happy to experience it all, the dreadfully dull days, the cold wind and rain, the snow, the Christmas shopping crowds, the tube rush hour...
Yesterday, while walking down a quiet London Street I couldn't help but feel merry despite the cold and grey weather. It was so romantic and for a few moments time almost stood still. It was a very cold dark evening. The delicious crunch of golden autumn leaves beneath my feet drowned the din of traffic in the distance. The street looked like a maple carpet with shades of gold, red and amber. 