They're doing road construction all around us in West Hampstead. I'm not sure who "they" are, but at least some of them are from Thames Water. This long stretch of torn up road goes toward Fortune Green from our house. I took the picture because it was a windy day, and as you can see the barricades had blown down, and because it was Easter weekend nobody was working to pick them back up again. If anyone had to drive a wide truck through there it was probably a bumpy ride.
And with that, let's take a look at more of my random iPhone photos! Because I have no other significant news.
This is another unusual headstone at the cemetery where I walk Olga. It's off the beaten path so I didn't see it until recently, when I wandered in its direction to find Olga's ball. It's a sort of odd, tilted half-pyramid shape. The inscription is on the right side and the lettering is so faint it's hard to make out, but it seems to say "Margaret Stapfer nee Woollam, the dearly beloved wife of Dr. Heinrich Stapfer." And there are some dates, but I can't read them.
I wonder what inspired that design?
This is a burger box in someone's recycling. I just thought it was a clever name. Apparently WTF specializes in vegan burgers.
I came across this odd building while walking to the hospital for my blood test the other day. I wonder what it's like inside?!
This month's cocktail from the craft gin club wasn't bad. It featured club soda and a special cocktail syrup along with the gin, which is very floral. And once again, it's pink. They love their pink drinks.
Take that, Jeff Bezos!
Dave and I spotted this wacky car on our walk home from work. I had to make a special trip across Finchley Road to take the picture, and he had to get to a hair appointment so he kept walking. I then ran a couple of blocks to catch up with him, and I'm only mentioning it because I think it's the fist time I've run any distance in ages. It felt good. Why don't we run more?
Our neighbors across the street re-did their front garden last spring, during our first Covid lockdown. They put in a nice lawn and lots of new plants, but for some reason, they never took the tags off their trees. A year later, there's still a tag on this magnolia and tags fluttering from two bay trees. THIS MAKES ME CRAZY.
And finally, this pansy (or viola) sprouted in the crack between the wall and the sidewalk in front of our house. Durable little devils, aren't they?