Stockholm is a city that changes a lot with the seasons. Sitting on the edge of winter it is grey and cold.
Snow is settled and preparing to allow the rain to turn it to grey slush.
Even the photographs taken in colour look monochrome .
The people look cold. Walkways are not easy to use with only the bicycle lanes having made friends with the salt or grit.
The only clear colour comes from the plethora of traffic lights and pedestrian crossing lights.
The days are short and even by 3 pm it looks like night is preparing to visit. And it is cold. Two degrees. A little rain. Makes it feel colder than freezing.
Triangular hotels give curious patterns and reflections.