As spring begins to explode around us, the sunshine's warming rays transform my life. After six months in which greyness and damp have dominated, strong sunshine and a cloudless blue sky affect the way I see the world. Shape comes alive, vivid colours emerge from the depth of field in sharp focus, and I take greatly more pleasure in the converging rays of light that make it to my brain.
Sights that were commonplace, that I walked by, suddenly demand my attention; visions become timeless and transcendent. Ealing's different under a crystal blue sky.
Ealing, the Old Country, my home where I am from. On the Sunny Side of the Street.
My favourite time of year - whenever the sun is out, it behoves us to make the most of it, to drink in its rays. It's different in high summer, but right now I feel that the sunlight is precious, and does us good physically, psychologically and spiritually.
It'll be a short while before trees are fully in leaf; the week after the Ice Saints is the most beautiful of the year; cherish this time. The spring is still quite fragile, late frosts are still a possibility; a greater likelihood is, however, a return to dullness, damp and overcast days.
This time four years ago:
Wes Anderson's Grand Budapest Hotel
This time five years ago:
Warsaw 1935: a 3D depiction of a city that's no longer with us
This time six years ago:
Cats and awareness
This time eight years ago:
Why did this happen?
This time nine years ago:
Britain's grey squirrels turning red
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