By some weird planetary alignment, or possibly a flock of butterflies in Paris, I was asleep by half ten last night. This caused the most unexpected result of waking naturally at half six in the morning. Remember, winter’s coming on here so it’s bloody dark.
Well, as I was feeling inexplicably rested I took a stroll on the wharf that’s about 200 yards from my building this morning and grabbed a couple snapshots of sunrise.
Hope all’s well wherever y’all are!
PS I found it odd that when I put these photos up, I noticed for the first time I didn't tag them as "Travel" - crazy how at home I feel here.