Cambridge - Ely - Cambridge, bis: the End of Winter

In the morning, Moby Dick appeared on my wall and told me to go cycling on some solid part of the world.

So I obeyed, and I saw grapes of samaras,

...alder pseudo-cones,

...a branch above me on a blue blue sky,

...un serpent boa ayant avalé un éléphant (ou était-ce tout simplement un chapeau ?),

a strange tree (can anyone tell me what it is?),

...with its striped bark (a zebra-tree?),

...puis, ayant poussé la porte étroite,

...I watched the blue sky once again, partially hidden by a tree and a cathedral.

Thursday morning in the fens

I started reading, and then the weather was so good I couldn't stay inside...

someone's fishing in the cam

boggy boggy

 Yggdrasil (young and wintery)

Cambridge - Saffron Walden (and a bit further)

Mouillé

Silo !

"...or is the dreary change in me?"

There I was cold, my feet were kind of frozen. I drank tea from my bottle, and it felt as if the tea was going directly into my toes.

Saffron Walden Market. "Darling, are you sure you need another pair of pruning shears?"

Saffron Walden. "It's ok, dear, leave your bike here and walk around. Rosie? This lady has cycled from Cambridge. We'll keep her bike so that she can have a walk." Later: "Have a good ride. But be very careful: we have a pervert, here in Saffron Walden. All ladies here are warned, but as you're a stranger I wanted to tell you... He is mostly around in the evenings. Be very careful". "Hum, sure, I will. Thanks." Didn't see no pervert.

Didn't step inside - was hungry. Went to eat a broccoli and stilton soup, and garlic bread. Felt happier.

brownie