In Cambridge, which is littered with old and beautiful buildings, you start to take them for granted very quickly. I remember the first week living in Cambridge seeing views of the old colleges as I cycled to work and feeling like I was on the set of a fantasy movie, but these days, a decade and a half later, it all just generally passes me by. Except occasionally I’ll catch things at an unexpected angle, and in the right light, and you’re reminded how unusual a town like Cambridge is architecturally.
This is the corner of the Fitzwilliam Museum, and it just struck me as nicely lit and the light was just so, and it made me stop and want to admire it (briefly, as there was a garbage truck trundling up the road behind me, but still). The old town houses nicely framed the white facade of the museum as it caught the morning sun.
This pic is straight out of camera, which is something I try to do but generally lack the will power to not fiddle. I suspect a bit of editing could make it pop a little bit more, but I think this is close enough as is.