Spring

The air had a definite hint of spring today. The promising tinge of earthy-ness always cheers me up no end. I wandered through the tranquil and beautiful Brompton Cemetery, as I so often do, and picked up a few budding branches for the living room.

I don't know what it is with old cemeteries but I have a slight obsession with them. Nothing morbid, just a fascination and intererest for the many stories chiselled on those gravestones and an appreciation for the peaceful, timeless beauty of the surroundings. When everything else in my life descends into chaos, I can always rearrange my thoughts here, in the soothing presence of eternal sleep.