Chill, writing on the pavement, ivy

A refreshing chill in the air. This bright afternoon, the cold is a tonic after the unnatural warmth of the last few weeks.

Passing a glazed office door after dark, I see the name of the building, Mount Pleasant House, which is embossed on the glass, projected, by the light inside, in reverse letters on the pavement.

In the orange light of a sodium street lamp, ivy extending its leaves and tendrils over a wall, looks as though it has been drawn by a victorian artist, the edges of the leaves in hard outline and the green of the leaves translated into sepia shades.