Old cobbles; Hoboken, New Jersey

I could hear the rain lashing on the windows in the early hours of the morning. It was still early when it stopped and, wide awake with jet lag, I ventured out before anyone else was up in search of coffee. I walked to the water and found the Hudson was blustering with a strong breeze. Turning back towards the warmth of a waiting café, these cobbles – shining from the storm in the night – caught my eye down a little alleyway.

From our Instagram, @North.Sea.Living.