To my mind black and white images love rain. Puddles and water drops making their lovely circles sing in the wet.



Trudging back up Beacon Hill just now, the rain was coming down in sheets. Taking a photograph in these conditions is more a matter of luck than skill. There is fun thing about this image. If you looking quickly at the figure under the umbrella in the foreground you could easily assume his/her direction of travel us uphill. But look closely at the figure’s feet. The person is┬ácoming down.