with this abundant sunshine at spring season kickoff, how can one not gaze up at wavering buildings and the kingfisher blue sky? i cannot resist its call. work days, you'll find me longing for 5pm. on days off i'll lazily hang on steps in back, brimming.
i didn't know anything about the weather back in december when i bought my cheap day return ticket for london. so. excited and expectant for sunshine i felt myself flying over railway tracks and zapping down the channel waters.
sprightly was my morning step at st pancras to get a good start to the day, hugging a few intentions in my side pocket. the mere thought of changing those around before lunchtime made me sing.
from the 11 bus upper deck window seat i looked up and down, driving into liverpool street. yes, i noticed the world go by and cheered some. big ben passed under my finger tips, meeting up with miss paradis for lunch on a trafalgar side street was a treat.
and for tea. i had a chinese filled rice ball (thxs, miss) and a funny old chinwag with john singer sargent in the npg. the exhibition was too crowded, but i spotted a few treasures, a.o. sargent's very well known carnation, lily, lily rose. what a spring feeling, looking up, looking down... jane's corner view, francesca's hosting, dorte's theme.