Sunday, 19th May, was an exceptional day in London. The weather was unusually warm and sunny and so we walked the 2-plus miles from Walthamstow up to Whipps Cross Road and the enormous park we call “The Flats”, in a section of Epping Forest that sits on the edge of Leytonstone.
Gorse was blooming everywhere and the smell of it was intoxicating – “…a distinctive coconut smell, said to be quite pungent to some individuals, but weak to others” . Mark and I are both lucky enough to have the gorse-scenting gene. I can’t find any place that bottles and sells gorse essential oil – as wonderful as it smells, perhaps it’s just too thorny to handle. I did, however, spot a few brave women collecting gorse cuttings. The flowers are supposed to be edible.
The pond in the last picture is the same pond that we discovered on our very first trip to London, when Athena was only 5. It feeds a little stream, which yesterday was dry, but in August of 1998 was full of tiny silvery fishes that darted about and tickled our fingers.
Today is rainy again. Museum weather, I think.
— Linda in East London