A sunset comes in many hues
Pinkish-purples orangish-blues
To each his own

Taken at Covent Garden, London. Perhaps it was the cold, perhaps the quaint carousel that played Strauss’s Blue Danube Waltz every time it would go round, perhaps the cobbled streets or perhaps a combination of all of these – I almost felt I had been transported to the 19th century and would run into a character from a Dickens novel commuting in a horse carriage.