I went on the London Eye yesterday for the first time for quite a while. It was for work, and jolly nice too on a sunny afternoon.
Naturally I had to take a photo of the Shard:

Eastern Eye

Eastern Eye

and I thought I’d takea few more photos too while I was at it. Continue reading


A River of Stones, Day Twenty-Seven: Joy

How lovely to cycle to work under blue skies this morning. To see purple and yellow crocus and white snowdrops in the park; sunlight hitting the top of the Victoria Tower and turning it golden; the gleaming steel and glass of the Eye; and the pale green familiar dome of the Imperial War Museum. Structures which have become like old friends; constant constellations in an urban firmament, renewed by spring.