I cycled down to the Edinburgh Botanic Gardens again. Yes I know I have written about them before, but every trip is different and opens up different kinds of enjoyment. Today I went with specific purpose – I have two trips arranged and the Botanic Garden shop is a Great Place for Gifts for Gardeners and Girls and Growing boys. Gee getting carried away there and successfully too as nearly £100 Gone mostly on those grandkids. [Not being able to see them, I subsitute stuff].
I headed up the hill to see what’s on at the Inverleith House Gallery and then pop in to the Terrace Cafe for coffee.
Unexpected openings up to thoughts and companionship
First – pink tree – ask gardener – possibly connected to the moon walk for breast cancer.
Second – Inverleith House exhibition: Glasgow artist Luke Fowler, with John Haynes, Toshiya Tsunoda, photos, installations and film celebrating one of Glasgow and Scotland’s most radical/ marginalized/ genius/ disturbed figures: R. D. LAING. Fowler’s film was to start later so I went to the cafe for early lunch.
Standing there beside the soup was C first met in November in Shanghai (see earlier blog) tai qiao le 太巧了 as they say there. Here, what a coincidence, and she said “did you see N?” and I had indeed walked right past N. So, more good company, more talk, more walk.
More to think about, not least because I have written about this stuff myself about what the clues are to getting into the mainly half-full way to live (here if you are interested). Belongs to my other blog so maybe I can spend the evening writing a post for that one, or, maybe not.
Glorious day again.