Monthly Archives: February 2014

Spring in a Victorian Cemetery

There is a Victorian cemetery near my flat, and I walk through it most days on my way to the Underground. I love the walk — the peace only broken by the caw of citrus-coloured parakeets (there’s a colony nesting in the trees) and rustle of leaves as squirrels chase each other around the headstones. This squirrel played statue while I took his photo — can you see him?

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Spring literally arrived overnight. The sun came out and spread carpets of snowbells and crocuses over the fresh green grass.

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And, here and there, a flash of yellow, as daffodils unfurled.

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a street away from the bustle of London on a busy weekday morning. Just me and the squirrels and carpets of flowers.

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Orchid Fever

I’ve spent a lot of time these past few weeks doing dutiful things — moving to a new flat, work stuff, teaching — and I’ve passed my camera looking at me balefully on my shelf on my way out the door. So I hived myself off to Kew Gardens yesterday to look at orchids. As you do.

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“Age cannot wither her, nor custom stale, her infinite variety.” Thank you Shakespeare.

Snapshots of Morocco

I was primarily in Morocco on a rug-buying jaunt for clients, so didn’t have as much time as I would have liked to slow down and take in the atmosphere. But I did catch a few moments here and there.

A quick lunch in the Fes souk…

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…the view from the Fes café…

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…people watching in Marrakech…

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…while enjoying a nus nus coffee…

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…knick knacks for sale in the souk…

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…and carpets, lots and lots of carpets… I was in search of the lovely white and black Beni Ourain wool carpets of the north…

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Animals were a regular part of the scenery…

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…Ifrane’s famous limestone lion…

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…and storks industriously building nests anywhere high… They particularly like phone masts.

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And, of course, there were flowers…

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…and views…

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…and sunsets.

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Spring in Morocco

Just back from a quick trip to Morocco and it was a revelation. I’ve been there more times than I can count, but never in February. And February in Morocco is beautiful. The snow still caps the mountains, the sky is a clear blue, the fields are green from the winter rains and the almonds blossom pink and white in the valleys.

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February in Morocco. Ssshhhhh. Let’s just let it be our little secret.