Live In Living Colour

New books, hot drinks in warm cups nestled in cold hands and a brisk (brisker and windier then I should like) walk in a park, the decided location for hurried photographs. Yesterday sounds rather carefree summarised in few words. Julie and I ventured into town with little to do but visit a local park and frequent our favourite coffee shop. After taking photographs, we quickly hurried to our usual haunt, loyalty cards nestled in my pocket among the receipts and loose coins, retreating from the cold with glasses fogging up the moment I stepped foot inside. The warmth of the coffee shop was welcome and after uttering our orders at the counter, we grabbed the seat in the...