There’s something very forlorn about this sign. This was as cold as it got this year – partially mushy water.
It seems painting is more dangerous then you would expect – this person is covered in paint in places that seem unrelated to a seemingly peaceful occupation.
There’s a lot of graffiti on doors throughout Barcelona, and this one caught my eye.
These two are either deep in discussion or enjoying an awkward silence, as they head into the mist.
Behind Westminster Abbey is an old school. You can enter it through a courtyard, for free, and explore parts of the abbey that aren’t actually inside.
Another old post lurking in my drafts. This was in Tokyo in spring when the cherry blossoms were unbelievable. I thought I’d had enough of them until I happened upon Ueno Park where they’d made a path across the middle of a lake and lined it … Continue reading The Last Blossom
Everything is nicely coated, just like a cornflake.