I love light. As a child, I was known to switch on all the lights in the house because I loved it so (and then get a lecture from one of my parents about electricity costs and wastage). I have an associated fascination for lamps and string lights and streamers and candles and tea lights and lanterns..even bright resplendent full moons. I can almost imagine The Significant Other nodding his head vigorously at this admission as he recalls all the times we've been out and I've been busy admiring the lamps and light fixtures in the place while he tries to talk to me.
And that is the reason why winter in London is a miserable time for me. The mere six hours of dull grey light in a day are just not enough for my soul and now that I am a grown-up, I also realise the significance of electricity costs and the ramifications of wastage and have to unhappily adhere to grown-up norms of prudent living. Pah.
And so, when they put up Christmas lights in London - although a bit too early - I'm certainly not one of those complaining. Last night they switched on the lights at Regent Street and Oxford Street and I was there in a flash, soaking it all in.
I wasn't the only one, though. The moon seemed to be taking it in too (much to my delight).
And that is the reason why winter in London is a miserable time for me. The mere six hours of dull grey light in a day are just not enough for my soul and now that I am a grown-up, I also realise the significance of electricity costs and the ramifications of wastage and have to unhappily adhere to grown-up norms of prudent living. Pah.
And so, when they put up Christmas lights in London - although a bit too early - I'm certainly not one of those complaining. Last night they switched on the lights at Regent Street and Oxford Street and I was there in a flash, soaking it all in.
I wasn't the only one, though. The moon seemed to be taking it in too (much to my delight).
I certainly needed the cheer.
(Another version of this was published on Metrotwin Mumbai and one of these photographs appeared on Londonist this morning).
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6 comments so far:
Ms. Flaneurbanite, you are a blogger after my interests. I love lights - christmas lights, lamps, shades of sunlight, the moonlight bouncing off quiant buildings in sleepy villages...sort of a light worshipper. I spent some time last christmas chasing chistmas lights in Oxford street & its neighbourhood.You've done a marvellous job in wrapping your thoughts around the images to bring the experience to life. Well done...must meet, must meet, must meet..............
I can understand not liking the darkness in winter, I hate it when its dark long before I leave work. But London in the winter has so much going on, its definitely my favourite time of year, even with the the lack of light.
I decided to move to India when, after two weeks of brilliant sunshine in Hyderabad, I arrived back in England on 1st December 2002. What followed was the greyest, dullest, most sunless December since records began. The following year, before I had chance to experience another dark autumn/winter, I moved abroad.
Nice to see the Regent Street lights even though they're probably not the best London lights I've seen. Your next assignment is to report back on Selfridges' window displays - with photos please.
simply beautifully captured shots...lovely lighting display!
My son's first and favourite word is Light. He is obsessed with lights of all kinds including the moon which he calls 'Light'.
He would go berserk if he sees these decorations!
Nice snaps....beautifully captured images. :-)
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