That was Early March in Belfast...

The months seem to be literally flying by like someone has a super dense ball of matter they're using to distort regular space time with. Thankfully for my memory, I was taking lots of pictures (as usual) this month and to prove to the world as well as myself that there was actually a period of time between the end of February through to mid March - here are a few snap shots from around the beautiful city of Belfast that I haven't yet had chance to share with you...

On the 28th February, St Anne's Square and St Anne's Cathedral looked the part as the blue skies faded as dusk descended.

Then, on the 6th March I happened to be passing through East Belfast around the Strand Cinema and as always it was looking rather chilled with it's 1930's Art Deco Streamline Moderne Style:

On the 8th March, Chichester Street was looking a little wet:

On the 11th March, the gloomy skies were still pouring rain onto the streets of Belfast but even against the dull grey clouds, the signs of spring were starting to take shape with buds sprouting on the trees:

Then it came to the 13th, maybe an unlucky number for some but never as unlucky as the Titanic. May 31st will be the anniversary of the ill-fated ships launch and the Landmark Titanic Quarter building is really starting to take shape:

Nautically inspired sights filled the day, as would most wanders around Belfast's waterfront. Here, down by Clarendon docks lives the Flying Angel of the Flying Angel Seafarers Centre:

In East Belfast again and there was Goliath, the smallest H&W Crane of Samson and Goliath, who was looming over some houses that were seemingly hiding in bushes. Samson and Goliath don't half get about town.

Meanwhile, things in town were looking up... oh wait, that was just me...

The 14th was soon throwing up some amazingly colourful skies. Dusk and the sunsets that came with that time of day were quite spectacular.

Sadly the colourfully silhouetted scenes were soon replaced by darkness but in the last of the day's light the River Lagan was still looking pretty.