Today was raw with a mixture of rain and fog that quickly deteriorated into snow and sleet. Not the best day to venture out ~ but we needed milk. My virus protocols crashed when I exited the store into driving sleet. My dishtowel "mask" forced my breath up, fogging my glasses, and I skated blindly across the parking lot clutching the grocery cart for dear life. And let me tell you, latex gloves do not keep the cold out when your hands are pelted with sleet. Off with the mask. Off with the gloves. Virus be damned. I am so ready to feast my eyes on living green and colorful flowers.
Later, when everything was sorted out and I snug in a robe after a long, hot shower, I sipped more coffee, and escaped into springtime Hyde Park. If I can't go to my special place right now, I'll visit another in my mind. The weather will warm up, the snow will melt, and I can get back to my ducks. Until then, I'll think of an English May filled with flowers and greenery.
The Serpentine Bridge
Marking the Boundary between Kensington Gardens and Hyde Park
There are whimsical and inspirational stones scattered along the path by the creek, like so many colorful Easter eggs. I've watched people giggling and laughing as they came across the stones, from a socially safe distance, of course.