I love it when the leaves catch the light of the sunset and glow like stained glass.
Ol’ dirty bastard, baking in the sun.
It has been so hot and dry in London that the grass has already turned yellow everywhere. In an antique shop I found this dog in front of an old fan, his/her ears waving in the breeze. I wanted to buy that fan, but decided that would’ve definately meant bad dog karma forever.