We went for a small walk today as we both need to get fit again. The weather was not brillant but at least it was not rainning, as the weather man on the radio had fortold! As we came out of the gates to my 1930's Estate, we were confronted by the sight of a purple jag!!! Such a beautiful car deserves a more respectible colour than this shade of purple. Maybe Racing green, deep blue but purple!!!!!!
Roehampton, which is just around the corner from my home, has a reputation for being quite rough and full of gangs and drug dealers but l have to admit we are very rarely troubled by it. There is a monument on a piece of green, which celebrates the World wars. Each Remembrance Day, wreaths are layed on the steps of this monument. Frequently there are youths sitting on it smoking and drinking but the wreaths stay there untouched. Quite a feat l think, considering the reputation this area has. I have walked past this monument hundreds of times but it was only today l realised that one of the figures around the top of the monument has it's head missing. Not a mind shattering discovery but for some reason it upset me!
In one of the small streets in Roehampton, is a Convent and looking through my images, l realised that l had no photographs of it. I keep a journal that has images in it, of the area around my flat. I record new building going up, old ones coming down, the trees each year, gardens and so on. So l thought l had better rectify the fact. The Covent appears to also have either rented or sold of parts of it off for flats and also seems to have some sheltered accomadtion flats too. The door to the Convent is quite ornate l think.
As we walking towards St. Mary's Hospital, we went passed this Lilac and l remembered some thing from my childhood. When l was about 12 and at Boarding School, l decided to send some Lilac to my Mother for Mother's Day. I carefully picked a good spray, wrapped it in wet tissue and posted it on Saturday morning. I didn't think how long it would take to get to my parents house....3 days later it arrived...very dead! but the thought was there.
The image below caught both our attention as we carried on walking. The bush was so striking, it appears to us, that the leaves are deep purple and the new growth is pale green. The contrast is very striking and if l ever have a garden again, l want one!
After this, we walked home via the woods again. I had not noticed on the way here but on the path was a chalk mark. This normally means to me, a Hash House Harriors running group had been through here recently. When we lived in Dubai, we knew they were around because as well as the signs you would here..a horn being blown and someone shouting..ON ON! I reaslise it could be another running group but the sign means the same...go this way!
As we reached home, l saw this tree and for the first time, l saw this shape on it. Not sure what shape you would call it but l like it!