when the rains dissipate, everywhere is {drawing challenge} shelter

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please find drawing challenge topic at the end of this post.

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that london mob! i faced it all day. on piccadilly it's just madness. never having been one for crowds of this size, i seem to be keeping up, soaking in, cutting right through the middle {and the chase} and shoot at the heart of it. pictures, that is. i even manage to keep the crowds out. from those pictures, i mean. 
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i traveled north in the morning and drew a hesitant sun from stoke newing-ton skies in abney park cemetery. 
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from here i moved sideways into crouch end, which wasn't the best decision i made today, apart from an excellent italian place, where the waiters spoke english with that sexy accent. 

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i jumped on a bus back to the town centre and gladly lost a good few hours in mega bookstores. 
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i sprawled down on any seats and chairs i could find. luckily in london book-shops, they don't mind avid en place browsers. 

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and now, i've had my hotel special, a local store bought and assembled take away of hummus two ways, celery and beetroot salads and pesto pasta, on black peppered rice crackers.
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today being drawing challenge sunday, i found myself a subject on the brink. my eye was caught by the english folk tale of dick whittington. one doesn't always fall from rags to riches, on a way to shelter, but it's nice to dream anyway. fortnum and mason's bring the fairy tale in some eight windows. as they would.
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in these days of drab and darker winter, my heart goes to the homeless. funnily enough i haven't seen too many people sleeping rough. i hope they easily find shelter from cold spells and loneliness. renilde offers shelter this weekend, my own i'm pretending to be putting on the ritz... {see last polaroid.☻}. images to this weekend's wanders will follow... 
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