A green interlude
Woke up with a hangover at 6:30, but I had slept heavily undisturbed by the party nearby which continued well into the following afternoon. Got up after a while, left Lorraine sleeping and started a new jaded poem about drinking, called A quiet drink.
In the afternoon off to Wakehurst Place, a beautiful place, belonging to Kew Gardens. Slightly overcast and humid this afternoon, and we sniffed up the green and fragrant air greatfully. Wandered about, past the vast ark of the seed bank, and into the wooded areas. Spent a happy hour or two wandering about here, taking the odd photo and Lorraine touching all the plants and looking greedily into their flowers.
Below became a little obsessed with twisty Oaks branches today. We will return.
Woke up with a hangover at 6:30, but I had slept heavily undisturbed by the party nearby which continued well into the following afternoon. Got up after a while, left Lorraine sleeping and started a new jaded poem about drinking, called A quiet drink.
In the afternoon off to Wakehurst Place, a beautiful place, belonging to Kew Gardens. Slightly overcast and humid this afternoon, and we sniffed up the green and fragrant air greatfully. Wandered about, past the vast ark of the seed bank, and into the wooded areas. Spent a happy hour or two wandering about here, taking the odd photo and Lorraine touching all the plants and looking greedily into their flowers.
Below became a little obsessed with twisty Oaks branches today. We will return.
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