C908 Let's go shopping

Time, barefoot, followed Windsor Town back upstream.

Back at Windsor Station, the noisy and harmonious mix of cafés.

Floating light shone over the banks of the Thames, the lazy swans who hid in the afternoon sun and basked in the sun.

The clear sky of Windsor Castle was vast and tranquil.

When the sun came in the window, a young man was standing in the back garden, wringing his hair dry