Don’t Touch in St James Park
St James Park on a week day afternoon in March. Impressions: White sky thick with cloud. Sweet, ice-creamy smell of blossom. Heaving with tourists dawdling and suits marching through. A festival of waterfowl and birds, majestic pelicans, swans. Squawking, hissing, clucking, sirens, variety of languages. Weeping willows, bursting buds, low loopy fencing, so many flowers. A …
