I made myself a little late for work this morning stopping to take photos in the fantastic sunrise. The grey heron has been motionless in the same spot for the last three mornings. The silver birches with their leaves reflecting gold were not in as sharp focus as I would have liked, and the grafitti on the former railway bridge did not contrast as well as I had hoped against a magestic sky, so we're left with this, the best part of my working day.