Kew Gardens

The weather has been amazing over the weekend, last Saturday I lost internet connection for twelve hours while I had to work on stuff. It made me realise that I spend way too many hours at my desk because I still ended up retouching pictures for a client while I’d promise myself not to work and go out for a few. The same happened on Sunday, I really wanted to finish retouching the forty pictures from their new summer collection. The sooner I finish it the sooner it will be online and live. So yes a bit of expediency is involved as well but who can blame me, I’ve worked hard to get results…

But Sunday I decided to bring my Mac and my Wacom tablet and make use of the garden facilities of friends so I could work outside and enjoy the sun and a glass of wine too along with some mouth-watering delicate tea-time treats… English sandwiches with ham/bacon/egg, turkey/chicken/avocado and of course one with smoked salmon *a feast!* On Monday I’d promised myself a day off since it was Spring Bank Holiday (last Monday in May) in the UK. I’d planned to visit Kew Gardens because it’s something I’ve always wanted to see and the weather was absolutely perfect for this.

So I had an amazing day out! My favourites were the Palm House and the Waterlily House both the hottest and most humid of Kew’s glasshouses but I was thriving in the heat and the humidity, I loved it! I could’ve stayed there all day long guess it’s in the genes *hehe*. I also climbed the eighteen metres high stairs to get a unique birds-eye view of Kew from the Treetop Walkway. Later that day I had a birthday party in Addlestone Surrey. After all the walking the lovely finger food was another welcome treat…

© Zesty Gal, Kew Gardens (move mouse over picture to show navigation)

Souvenir d’un Lieu Cher

There’s something about Sunday mornings, I think they’re magical, especially when the city is still asleep from a long weekend partying. It’s the total silence and the absence of human activity that affects me and knowing that I can enjoy that special moment for a while before it will be gone again for another week.

This morning when I woke up I found myself staring into the back gardens. There was a thin layer of white glistening frost covering the grass, trees and fences. I saw a big fat collared dove sitting quietly, all fluffy, ruffled feathers, trying to catch a bit of warmth from the morning sun. I was wondering where his mate was so they could warm up sitting next to each other.

Then the movement of leaves caught my eye and a smile appeared on my face. I saw a squirrel bouncing around in one of the trees. He paused every now and then to eat and after a while he continued his acrobatic dance jumping from branch to branch, from tree to tree. Squirrels are the epitome of elegant balance and perfection to me, embracing their habitat in their graceful ways.

That’s exactly how I would like my life to be… All that was missing this morning to compliment my thoughts and views was Melodie Opus 42 No.3 by Tchaikovsky.

Fluffy dove trying to warm up in the morning sun

My Squirrel friend posing for me earlier this year in Molly’s garden

To BC…