I’ve been traveling around England for a little over a week. Today I’m in London. My husband and I have logged some miles walking and today was windy and cool, so I wanted to head back to our hotel early. On the way we walked past Selfridges. Some of the window arrangements caught my eye, and for a few minutes I forgot about being tired and cranky.
This spring we watched the weekly PBS presentation of Mr. Selfridge. I imagine that Harry Selfridge would approve of this display for the Apple iWatch. I love how all the elements of this design — the butterflies changing color and suspended from thin filaments, the watches on pedestals rising from the bottom — meld with the reflections of sky and the wonderful glass building across the street to create something quite fanciful.
I’m off on an adventure, but I’ll be back soon. You may wait in the heart of the Night-Light Forest while I’m away. It’s lovely here. If you squint your eyes, you can just make out the shadowy figures of creatures who are too shy to show themselves. They hum the same soft tune and sway to the music they make. The light show was created for them. They love the lights — O glorious light! Magnificent bursts of phosphorescence; the sky is awash with color.
If you chose to spend time here, be respectful. No hooting and hollering lest you disturb the serenity. Don’t trod on anyone’s feet. Feel free to hum along, though, once you’ve deciphered the tune. If you must snack, pick up after yourself. And if you happen to see Betsy, tell her the thing she most wants to know is skulking around here somewhere.
I’ll see you all when I return. If you’re good I may bring you a little something. Maybe chocolate, maybe not. It’s a surprise.
Everyone loves a surprise.