Another uninspiring, grey, wet February day, but I just had to go out. I needed to get out of the house, I needed to take some pictures, and I needed some daylight and fresh air. To be honest, my mind wasn’t in the right place and I didn’t see much to get me going. I knew there’d be some coloured reflections in puddles – always a favourite – and there were. But not much else. I felt a bit like the statue in the last image, shaking my fist at the greyness of the day.