The day felt like peppermint tea and poetry written by a recluse poet as the sky purpled with hints of grey at the edges of frayed clouds.
The days of playing pretend were supposedly over twelve years ago but playing tourist in a city you’ve been living in for the past three years can be an invigorating adventure, rediscovering the old haunts and some new places you’d been postponing to visit for ever so long.
In some majestic buildings justice is served and we can only hope that the deliverers are as upright-morally- as those tall structures.
p.s Photographs of tree from down below, with the sun glinting through the branches, are some of favourites. Here’s one.
p.p.s It’s fun to explore and just wander. Do it on a Sunday.