I found this to be a really interesting design for a chocolate cake. I couldn’t resist to take a picture of it

From the Patisserie Valerie for those interested

If you are interested in photography, you’ll provably know what the golden hour or magic hour is. Well, in Oslo – and I suppose in most Nordic countries – the magic hour is a little bit confusing because you don’t know exactly when the day ends and the night begins simply because they overlap each other!

The anemic white-coloured sun we had that day gave throughout the picture a sepia tonality I really find appropriate.

Interesting the detail of these two fellas cleaning the hull. I wonder what stories do they tell each other? Obscene ones for sure.

Autumn; this season of transition. From the warm summer to the freezing winter. When all the creatures have to get ready for the tough times that approach. The following is a poem that summarizes the melancholy associated with autumn:

Who now has no house, will not build one (anymore).
Who now is alone, will remain so for long,
will wake, and read, and write long letters
and back and forth on the boulevards
will restlessly wander, while the leaves blow.
by Rainer Maria Rilke

Facts:

Piccadilly Circus comes from circus – from the Latin word meaning a circle – and piccadill – a term used for various kinds of collars that became fashionable in the late 16th century.

The electric advertisements placed in the corners of Piccadilly Circus first appeared in the early 1900s although only one building now carries them.

Coca-Cola has had a sign at Piccadilly Circus since 1955.

From all the photos I took throughout the journey I had around the British Islands, the ones from the Scottish Highlands are my favourites. Maybe because every picture in itself transmits the inevitably feeling of loneliness – they represent a vast scenery and maybe you can distinguish a house, an empty road, a boat, etc. Beautiful but sad at the same time.