I’m a great believer that Sundays should be slow. A chance to reflect on the week gone and recharge ready for the one to come. Nothing strenuous, just good for the soul activity that will sooth and fulfil. And if that can be combined with a walk outside, even better. A couple of weeks back, we did just that. Kiah, an old school friend of mine, was visiting and so, come Sunday, we headed off to Columbia Road Flower Market ready to feast our eyes on colours and florals galore.
We’d been out for a friend’s birthday the night before and so our early morning march was more like a midday meander! Columbia Road really gets busy as the day goes on, I imagine the earlier you get there the quieter it is. If you’re a slightly late starter (like us…) just be prepared to be jostled by many a tourist! It made for a fun juggling act trying to figure out my photos whilst feeling slightly like a squashed sardine, I am very much still learning the art of photography but loving every moment. But isn’t life always a work in progress?
Even with the crowds and slightly grey day, it still felt wonderful to be outdoors and exploring somewhere new. Especially when surrounded by bouquet after bouquet of vibrant flowers.
We tried to restrain ourselves and just by a bunch or two. But who can resist such beautiful displays?
And when spring is starting to pop up, it’d quite frankly be rude not to buy any daffodils. Especially with the stall owners’ market cries.
With everything from dried lavender and blooming tulips, to Scottish thistle and bulbs to plant at home, there was more than enough to choose from. Safe to say, my flat smelt nearly as good as a florists after a visit to Columbia Road Flower Market.
After excuse me-ing and pardon me-ing our way down the street, we found that our arms were full and we couldn’t carry another thing.
The perfect sign that it was time for coffee and brunch.