Travelling back from a holiday in Scotland, we spotted Anthony Gormley's amazing sculpture, The Angel of the North. Time to park up and take photographs. My wife and I walked around, under, around again, but not over - that was too hard.
The sun illuminated the fluffy clouds adding drama to shots taken against the sun.
Some hate the statue, but I love it. It stands proud and unmoved by the concerns of Man, and may outlive us as a race.
One day when the Earth is visited by aliens and we are gone, there it will be, a stark symbol of the species which was clever enough to create it, but stupid enough to destroy itself.