Wayward Sisters

Is it just me?

A couple of days ago, I saw this in Whitehall Gardens and it stopped me in my tracks:

Picture credit: Britta Benson

I know I read too much into things, or, perhaps closer to the point, I imagine scenes, scenarios, complications, echoes – even when seeing inanimate objects.

Objects?

I wouldn’t class flowers as objects. They are living, breathing organisms. It’s no coincidence that some plants, like the one in my image, have ended up with names like ‘bird of paradise flower’, or ‘cane flower’.

Back to where I started. So, is it just me, or, can you see the wayward sisters, too? I can almost hear the first witch in Shakespeare’s ‘Macbeth’ asking her ‘sisters’:

‘When shall we three meet again? In thunder, lightning, or in rain?’

So, flowers… Hm… or, to quote another Shakespearean hero, Hamlet: ‘there are more things in heaven and earth, Horatio, than are dreamt of in your philosophy.’

I guess, I’ve been to the Globe a few times too many during this visit to London. I managed to cram five Shakespeare plays into one week, and this comes with a few side effects, even when looking at beautiful flowers in a sunlit park. An occupational hazard for any theatre lover, and one I quite like.

Happy Sunday to you all, and I’ll see you here tomorrow, if you wish!

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