I love London weather. I like the drizzles in the winter when there are no lines at many London sites, and I like walking with an umbrella and my camera. I thrive in this moist weather. Spring in London has no match; the daffodils in Green Park make the trip worthwhile. Summer is really “the unknown” for me. I have been in London for Wimbledon and nearly died with the heat; but other years, the event is rained out. For me, the English summer is short, wet, with only a few days with what we would call “summer.” But, on the occasion, it can be 90F and that is really, really warm for London. Air conditioning is not universal, mostly because Londoners love being hot for the few days they “suffer” with the heat. I know I never go to Paris in August because it is always too warm for my liking, so I stay in London where it is usually cooler and leaning toward my favorite period in London: the fall. September, October, and early November are my favorite months in London. I love the crisp air when the fruit stands are filled with wonderful sweet Italian grapes. All the tourists have gone home, and the city seems to cool down in more ways than one. I live high in the Rocky Mountains half the year where winter means lots of snow and wonderful winter sports, but it is COLD. So, when I am in London for New Years and January, I thrive with my cameras, warm coats, and felt hats. For some reason, I feel more English this time of the year. I don’t like seeing London with tourists in flip flops and ripped shorts; it is like Disneyland, and that doesn’t go down well with me. The seasons bring out a very different London that reinvents itself as the year changes its seasons, rotating year after year. My favorite months? September and October. My least favorite? August–without question. I think this graft is generally pretty accurate.
Thomas Moore email: TMooreSr@me.com Telephone: 801.791.9918