I love the way the new flats and retail development by town spill over into the river on a bright morning and create transient patterns. The slightest movement of the water gives rise to each new work of art - present one moment, but turning into something subtlety different the next. Without stopping and watching one would never know that this spillage creates so many patterns.
And I can not walk over the bridge with my camera, without stopping and sampling these works of art and allowing just a few of them to have an extended existence.
