I felt like "the meek and the small", too, following a tumble down a flight of stairs at London Bridge Station on the way to Gatwick, which caused me to miss my Monday noon flight and then come on in Tuesday. By the time I made it to the airport, the gate had just closed. They weren't about to re-open it for a solitary American, trust me, no matter how close she shaved it.
No lasting damages, but I wouldn't recommend this type adventure to just anybody!
While enjoying a fine meal of bangers and mash, what did I spy with my little eye but this gloriously coloured postcard, pimping an art exhibit called "WOW: Wild Old Women". The fact that it was also free drew me in like a moth to the proverbial flame and am I ever glad it did. Hopping on to a doubledecker with Miss Jeanne (not femminismo, Rubye Jean, but the same spelling) I went down to the area called Southwark (pronounced Suth' erk).
The birds were among my favourites, all of them child or adult sized, formed of gizmos and gears and bits of this and that. More on and about them another time.
There was a group of three smaller ones together and there was a large doll house -- or so one thought.
This life sized mosaic woman had no arms. It made me think of an image and faerie tale I read and/or visit on occasion -- the Handless Maiden. Do you know that story? It, like so many others, is a sad tale -- we won't go there today.
I loved this rather large piece below of icons, goddesses, and gadabouts. The composition was amazing, and the colours really popped!
Say, speaking of Blogovia, everyone sure was quiet last week in said place. Surely this is because everyone was 1., quietly busy and/or 2., having a great Thanksgiving holiday. Hopefully not everybody's blog acted up like mine -- ! I've tried a couple of times now to get this puppy posted.
And speaking of posts and other achievements, femminismo did indeed hit a water mark of 250 posts recently here AND finished the dreaded NanoWriMo. Good on you, Jeanne!
20 Days Till Christmas... can you believe it?!