I realise, somewhat guiltily, that Salon Music has definitely taken precedence over Hampstead Heath recently and although I have put in a good few stints both on the heath itself and in the cemeteries, I have totally failed to record anything! So here is a somewhat random update – finishing with a short walk down towards Shepherd’s Cot (just because it was such a beautiful day and the birds were singing) and a rather impressive short film from Glyndebourne about their wind turbine and how they are now energy self sufficient. So Glyndebourne is not all about champagne picnics and glamourous dresses! I did say it was a random post….
First up – the boating pond on a rather bleak day last week – although the seagull doesn’t seem too bothered.
Then – could not be more different – a magnificent sunset looking west from my house over Beechwood and my current next door neighbour, Mr Alisher Usmanov. But next door neighbour for how long I wonder as he now heads the list of sanctioned Russian oligarchs.
While we are in the garden – the new patio – and Boris. It does looked much yet but I assure you that it is serious progress as far as the builder’s yard garden is concerned.
Up in Golders Hill Park the combined efforts of storms Franklyn and Eunice brought down two of the olive trees in the kitchen garden. A bit of one survived and Keiran hopes that it will regenerate properly but I am afraid that the rest had to be chopped up and taken off to be composted.
Maybe surprisingly, the damage in the cemeteries was not as bad as it could have been – three biggish trees down but a huge amount of twiggery. I can’t tell you how many of those bags we filled.
Meanwhile, it was good to see the daffs breaking out on the slope below Kenwood.
And so to Shepherd’s Cot and the birdsong!
And finally to Glyndebourne!
Sculpture in the City