Posts tagged london

Hyde Park, London, 1930’s. 
For years I had this picture hanging up in my room in the U.S.  Sadly, it didn’t make the trip across the Atlantic, but it’s still one of my favorites. 
It is worth noting that London cabs are still basically the same design. 

Hyde Park, London, 1930’s. 

For years I had this picture hanging up in my room in the U.S.  Sadly, it didn’t make the trip across the Atlantic, but it’s still one of my favorites. 

It is worth noting that London cabs are still basically the same design. 

La Gare St. Lazare
Monet. Viewed at the National Gallery in London. December 2011.  
You know how I love trains. 

La Gare St. Lazare

Monet. 

Viewed at the National Gallery in London. December 2011.  

You know how I love trains. 

London. December 2011

London. December 2011

The Eye. London.

The Eye. London.

Easy tiger. London Zoo. December 2011.

Easy tiger. London Zoo. December 2011.

Piccadilly, London. December 2011.

Piccadilly, London. December 2011.

Piccadilly, London. December 2011.

Piccadilly, London. December 2011.

The Ritz, London. December 2011.

The Ritz, London. December 2011.

Trafalgar Square is hopping today. View from the National Gallery. Big Ben in the distance. December 27, 2011

Trafalgar Square is hopping today. View from the National Gallery. Big Ben in the distance. December 27, 2011

Westminster Abbey. London. Boxing Day 2011.

Westminster Abbey. London. Boxing Day 2011.

Happy Boxing Day. Here is a llama from the London Zoo.

Happy Boxing Day. Here is a llama from the London Zoo.

London on Christmas Eve.

London on Christmas Eve.

Daunt’s Books. London.

Daunt’s Books. London.

A Christmas Eve sunset. London. 2011.

A Christmas Eve sunset. London. 2011.

The Sunday flower market in the Shoreditch area of London was a gem that I was hardly expecting when my friend led me in the direction of people returning with bouquets wrapped in simple brown paper.  
Packed into what is no more than two city blocks is every kind of flower you can imagine.  Men- giant, burly men- standing stall to stall shouting and sweating and swearing out the prices of their flowers.  They are an immaculate study of living juxtaposition. 

The Sunday flower market in the Shoreditch area of London was a gem that I was hardly expecting when my friend led me in the direction of people returning with bouquets wrapped in simple brown paper.  

Packed into what is no more than two city blocks is every kind of flower you can imagine.  Men- giant, burly men- standing stall to stall shouting and sweating and swearing out the prices of their flowers.  They are an immaculate study of living juxtaposition.