Walked through ‘Lime Walk’ to the adjacent campus earlier this morning. I love being up really early, before others are around… I noticed things i hadnt before: the beautiful tree overhanging the lake had its branches held with wires… like a huge puppet that never animates within sight. The pathway through the trees was so reminiscent of my grandmothers house – the woods at the end of the garden with that damp smell of bracken and the rumble of the airplanes. Theres a plant tangled withe the blackberries that produces cottonwool…
Picked up my final pestalozzi diagram, that i laboured on last night… i still cant figure out quite what it is about it that i like so much… the simplicity of the lines? I mean – i am not at all a mathematical or geometric fan, but there we go… a mystery.
