17 February 2010

love on the canal


It was the loveliest day today - bright, sunny and, for the first time for what seems like weeks, a few degrees above freezing. My friend and I cycled up to Broadway Market in the morning sunshine for coffee, then across London Fields on to Ridley Road to check out the fabrics at the Dalston Mill. We mooched around the market among the pots and pans, bowls of fruit and veg, hats and dresses and fish. We bought brass buttons, parsley for tabbouleh, fresh eggs and fast food (for her, spicy oxtail and red bean rice) before we turned round and worked out way back home. Just as we reached the path where I turned off, just around the corner from where I saw the Speckled Woods last year, we came across a flight of butterflies on the wall, a love poem and a scattering of flowers.


There is definitely beauty in the city.

9 comments:

j said...

Don't you just wonder who it was that took the time?

purejuice said...

how darling. thank you for finding this and sharing.
found the poem.
http://www.npr.org/programs/death/readings/poetry/aude.html

Rattling On said...

How beautiful, I do hope it's for love and not loss. (Alexander McQueen used butterflies in his work a lot.)But then, it really doesn't matter which.

knit nurse said...

I love how this sort of discovery can make a day particularly special. It sparks off so many questions about who, why, when, and sets the imagination on fire!

Liz said...

Yes, definitely. Some of us just have to get better at spotting it.

colleen said...

Jeanette - thanks so much for the link to the Auden poem.

RO - now I'm wondering whether it was a McQueen memento.

Val said...

lovely butterflies

tut-tut said...

lovely

ofpinsandneedles said...

Thank you for this! Made my heart sing. (And another adventure of yours that I really want to follow).