Tuesday morning was absolutely beautiful. The Southbank was lit by warm spring sun rays. Never mind the downpour later on in the day. Well, it’s almost April, so we’d better get used to the fickle weather. The nice thing about it is that every moment is different and every moment has its own magic.
It was the special quality of light you get just after the rain, and combined with shadows and wet pavements the morning provided more than enough opportunities for taking photographs. I just struggled with the same problem as always. Time. It’s always there, and it’s always rushing ahead, and pushing you to move on.