Duck Island Cottage
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O Venus, joy of men and gods,
Forsake for once thy blest abodes ...
Quit Paphos and the Cyprian Isle
To reign o'er my Duck Island.
Sir Charles Hanbury-Williams
While the rest of London rioted, I thought I'd show everyone a different side of the city. As it turns out, quite by accident. I was working late and came out around sunset. I had my camera and tripod with me, so thought I'd meander my way slowly to a tube station. I headed toward Westminster and aimed to get the Houses of Parliament. Again. By the time I'd gotten there, the sun had gone to low and all the clouds cleared up.
Not one to give up easily, I headed towards the bigest cloud formation I could see. This took me into St James's Park. Quite by happenstance I spied this quaint little cottage to which I'd never set eyes on before. "What a quaint little cottage! I've never set eyes on this before!" I said to myself. It reminded me of the gingerbread and cake cottage from Hansel and Gretel, the Brothers Grimm fairytale. "I shall take this photo!", I exclaimed out loud! Passing people stared at me like I was a lunatic. I can only assume the riots had made them jumpy.
It turns out that this little place is the headquarters of the London Parks & Gardens Trust and was built in 1841 as a bird keeper's cottage. It sits upon Duck Island in the St James's Park Lake. At the end of the lake, where you can see the last remnants of the sunset, you can just make out Buckingham Palace.
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Canon 5D Mark II / ISO 100 / f6.3 / 17-40mm @ 17mm