London, the night, the river... All passing in their own time. The great city - by day a vast tumult of activity, By night the dark city; shadows and light; romance and mystery. The river ebbs and flows beneath bridges, passing the old and […]
Category: Soft focus
The Dream-Life of Late Summer
The dream-life of an imaginary afternoon, in an imaginary garden. Silent statues gaze at nobody, nobody returns their gaze. We commune with twittering birds, a consort of insects buzz and click a glittering gavotte in the quiet garden, Senses beguiled by the aroma of […]
