Transient

I like the space between Christmas and New Year: it is the vaguest week of the year. I like the fact it doesn't even have a proper name (although I've seen a few attempts at labelling it). I enjoy the fact that no one is really expecting anything of anyone, For me, at least, it feels like a time when I can do whatever I want.

So, I did some tidying up, played some guitar, learned a bit of German, wrote some (electronic) music, and generally pootled about. At one point, I was in the kitchen and, glancing out of the window, I saw this streak of light laid across the overcast town.

I wasn't sure that this was the shot I wanted, but when I raised the camera to take another, the light was gone.