I love these houses on the edge of Blackheath, whatever time of the year.
The crows looked suitably dramatic in the trees of Greenwich park.
Snow written with snow-an artistic teenager was walking a bit in front of me and was making patterns and this bold word on the wall with handfuls of snow.
This squirrel was the perfect creature for the amateur wildlife photographer as he very obligingly posed while I faffed around with my camera. He is probably eating one of the acorns I was searching for recently.
Here he is again on a different part of the tree.
This is the flower garden in the park-today transformed into Narnia.