Early Morning in Cambridge

Walking to work this morning, I stop for a moment on the Victoria Avenue bridge to watch a girls crew push off from the boat house quay.

Their first time in a rowing boat, they look curious yet relaxed, and glow with the natural fitness of people in their late teens. One or two tentatively dip their oars into the water, while the instructor on the bank holds an imaginary oar and demonstrates the movements.

The slow ripples from the boat bend the reflections in the water - like a mirror today.