Crowded

It is amazing that a day so full of promise on wakening can change in a instant to one of bewilderment and upset over the problem of space and timing; and I'm not talking theoretical physics here, rather human psychology.

Nevertheless, the darkness at 7am gave way to sunshine, grass sparkling with the dregs of overnight rain under a blue canopy and the dying leaves lingering on the trees glowing in shades of gold and green.
No need yet for warm anoraks and scarves, it felt as warm as it was in the summer.

I spent the morning browsing in the land of flowers, not for things Christmassy, but for things horticultural, although it was hard to ignore the musical real life sized santas playing to an audience of toddlers, and the herd of reindeer in amongst the artificial fir trees.

With lots of time and space this afternoon, my camera and I will wander afield while the weather stays fine.