Late light by the canal
The afternoon had been doing that flat-grey thing, the kind that keeps me indoors because there's nothing to work with. Then around seven the cloud thinned and a thin strip of sun lifted along the brick on the far bank.
I walked the long way round so the light would still be there when I got across. By the time I had the camera out it was already going, but there were a few minutes of warm side-light over the water and I made one frame I think I will keep.
I have been shooting this stretch for nearly four years now and every time something changes — a new fence, a tree taken down, somebody's narrowboat repainted. The light is the only constant, and even that only sometimes.