Tuesday, June 08, 2004

Speedwell, under the greenwood trees and out of the sun.

1. Bright blue speedwell growing in rank grass.

2. Strolling through the woods on The Common when it's hot.

3. Coming off the blindingly hot street into the windowless hall of my block. It's got a sort of dry, cellarish coolness.

Escape, tulips and samosa.

1. This morning, I'm piling into a car with friends to escape into the Weald, where we will visit a garden planted with 45,000 tulips. 2...