The day started out characteristically London gray but very quickly turned from light dusty flurries to a proper whiteout blizzard today between noon and 12:30pm. Fortunately the snow eased up by the time I ventured out into the snowy streets to meet a girlfriend for lunch. Hours later the clouds would part and the skies would wipe itself blue. The sun even came out for a visit and melted the snow just enough to make walking nice and slippery. Brrr. Looks like we're in for a chilly weekend so button up and play safe out there.
Some may call it puro cheeso of the gag inducing variety. Others may roll their eyes and deem it mawkish and sentimental. But I find it a sweet interactive installation that gets us to make kisses, not disses, yo. The Kissmas Tree in Covent Garden is rigged up to harness the enormous power of 'a kiss under the mistletoe', send its electric current spiralling up the wires that festoon the large Christmas tree sitting in the piazza and spark it to life with twinkling lights. Ohh ahh. Pretty lights. I've always been a fan of the kiss under mistletoe and I'm happy to see it used here to light up the night. Definitely one of the Christmassy highlights in London this season. ho ho ho. Merry Kissmas.
I'm currently snowed-in in Chilham and it is chilly! I'm hanging out with a really lovely family and having pretty village/country walks in this winter wonderland. Our nights have been filled with food and wine by the cozy fire. Mmmm mmm.
Today I'm sharing some postcards of my walks in chilly Chilham, starting with yesterday's walk in the village:
Shop windows are now festooned with garlands of tinsel and the streets are aglow with designer LED lights - must mean Christmas is around the corner. It certainly feels like Christmas these last couple days. Brrrr. I've had to pull out my parka! Later today, I'm heading over to Covent Garden to partake in cupcakes & coffee and play with the interactive kissmass tree they have up in the piazza. How exciting! One kiss will light up the tree! This I gotta see!
Photo by Shehani Kay. Window display of Mr Simms Sweet Shop at 47 Greenwich Church St, Greenwich, London.
While wandering through the wintry woods at dusk, I unexpectedly stumbled headlong into a pocket of trembling bliss & crawled into its midst boldly nestling there as completely & thoroughly as I would have had it been my own sweet burrow. There is no tomorrow here. There is only the ephemeral refuge of Now so I warm my hands by a hearth & my feet in down booties; I wrap my body tight in a rich robe much too big for me. Happiness is such shivering fire! I. breathe. in. deeply. this small blessing, a fleeting toke & oh how I line my pocket with its intoxicating smoke. You smell warm, like home.
Photo and prose by Shehani Kay. Detail of Stained Glass at Tate Britain: Ervin Bossanyi (1891-1975), The Angel Blesses the Women Washing Clothes, 1938-43, installed 1947-8.