I worked a bit on my latest Singularity piece over the past couple of days.

I'm trying to carve out time here and there, but as it is the busy Christmas season and I am sill attempting to contemplate a schedule, I take the creative time when I can get it.

I think adjusting to a new place as well as getting used to sharing a house with friends also adds to the desire to set about a time table for myself. I am finding that early morning bus rides into the city are both easier, less busy and help with my "morning person" mentality to get some things done.

I do like working in coffee houses and tea rooms, though wifi cannot always be depended upon.

I do make do.

My favourite coffee house in the city always has such wonderful light. Especially on a sunny morning like today. And as the building is so ancient it just has good bones.

My morning office in the corner

It's nice to see the warm sun coming through the leaded windows.

The way the light was hitting the used coffee cups across the room was just ripe for a black and white shot.

I find myself endless snapping photos all the time from simple light and shadow in shops to various images of the streets and villages I visit. However, attempting to corral them into a cohesive semblance of a post is not always easy. But,|I shouldn't like to seem to be complaining about not having enough time when I see so many of you getting so much done in such little time.

When I was working on my piece in the coffee shop this morning I suddenly heard bagpipes over the Christmas music being played at the cafe. I looked out the windows down on the street and saw a crowd forming round a bagpiper and his accompaniment. I knew I'd have to go and watch.

Heading to my next coffee shop (yes I am truly a creature of the coffee shops) I got a quick video.

It was truly lovely to be walking in the warm Winter sunshine amongst the beauty of Canterbury with the soundtrack of the morning being the joyful sound of bagpipes.

I have always been in love with the sound of pipes.

I was lucky to hear them when I moved to the next cafe. I do love having the spontaneity of the city, even a small city such as Canterbury, in which to spend the morning.

I am missing London, as I am not a quick distance now.

However, truly it is only a 2 hour comfortable train ride in, but I seem to becoming so happily complacent in my tiny village and the mini city of Canterbury that I am really rethinking my approach to my English trips.

Still, the hustle and bustle of even a small walled city like Canterbury is like a vast motropolis compared to my quiet life at Toad Hall.

There days can go by where I see no one save Hive account@winstonalden and possibly a neighbour (if it is the High Summer) so it is good, for me at least, to punctuate my year with people and activity. I think a combination of Country and City is always a good way to appreciate each year.

Well, I shall get this posted as my tea is going cold (I have moved from Canterbury to my little tea room in our village) and I'd like to enjoy my tea and catch up on the local gossip.

I hope all of you have a wonderful day and are ready for the coming Christmas holiday. Take a moment to catch your breath, sip some coffee or tea, and look out the window for a bit. Complacency often can lead to activity...one hopes anyway.