Late autumn morning
Nov. 16th, 2007 07:51 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
The sun has just come up and to the right the river is pink with a rosy haze over it. And the blocks of Victorian flats facing it are just glowing their little hearts out, red light on red brick, softened through the water droplets.
Meanwhile the river right in front of my window, on the other side of Putney Bridge, is still in shadow, and little clouds of mist are rising from the water like steam from a cup of tea. The tower of All Saint's church is turning an ever more golden shade as I sit here and type.
Meanwhile the river right in front of my window, on the other side of Putney Bridge, is still in shadow, and little clouds of mist are rising from the water like steam from a cup of tea. The tower of All Saint's church is turning an ever more golden shade as I sit here and type.