Sunshine on a Tube Strike Day
I travelled this morning on a 45 degree angle, somebody's butt clinched against mine, my crotch in the face of a startled guy. The Central line ride ended at Marble Arch and I decided to take my chances above ground. What a gorgeous day to cut through Hyde Park! Felt like spring; I took long deep breaths as I crossed that large field on the east side, the sun in my face, enjoying the sense of space and freedom.
Yesterday eve was my first horticulture class at Regent's Park. A class of thirty people, most already working in the business and older than me. A few true English eccentrics. By the end of these 18 months I'll be able to name most common plants by their latin name, prune them at the right time of the year, grow and propagate to my heart's content. I wonder if in the near future I can have a part-time job in the arts and a part-time job in horticulture. Would be ideal.
It's going to be a bitch getting home tonight. I might just sit in some cafe and do NaNoWriMo until the crowds have dispersed.
Yesterday eve was my first horticulture class at Regent's Park. A class of thirty people, most already working in the business and older than me. A few true English eccentrics. By the end of these 18 months I'll be able to name most common plants by their latin name, prune them at the right time of the year, grow and propagate to my heart's content. I wonder if in the near future I can have a part-time job in the arts and a part-time job in horticulture. Would be ideal.
It's going to be a bitch getting home tonight. I might just sit in some cafe and do NaNoWriMo until the crowds have dispersed.