This was the amazing sky over San Francisco as I saw it from the airport just before leaving. The black shape at the bottom isn't cloud, it's the thick, undulating fog which was creeping over the mountains like it was alive.
A pigeon feeding frenzy in Trafalgar Square like I've never seen. They were piling on top of each other to get at the food.
Hampstead Heath at dusk. "The Writer" by Giancarlo Neri, a giant table and chair about six metres tall. One of the best public artworks London has ever had.
The atmosphere of that evening was so calm and pure.
London's huge, open parks are something I really miss here.
Strangeness in arty East Berlin.
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