The January light; the light of winter has a bleak beauty to it. I am talking about those monochrome days when the clouds seem to press heavily upon us and the often bitter wind is ready to chip away at any unprotected skin.
Monet captures this light so perfectly in many of his paintings but particularly in Ice Floes on the Seine.
It was just such a day as this that my family and I took a trip on the London Eye.
Who would have thought that ice could form such beautiful patterns on the roof of a car?
Whilst warm sun and clear blue skies may have produced brighter shots with longer reaching views, I think these winter shots have a beauty all their own.
They changed the Guard at Buckingham Palace during our ride and hundreds of flashbulbs exploded in that tiny corner of London drawing our eye across to it.
It was a brutally cold day – my niece remarking that my lips actually went blue during the ride. Needless to say it was hot chocolates all round when the ride was over.