Pond life

February 5th, 8.33am

February 5th, 8.33am

It started with one swim a week back in September, then eventually two, then four, and from the beginning of January - a daily one. To say that I’m addicted is an understatement. Those few days in the past six weeks when the Kenwood Ladies Pond was shut due to storms completely threw me; a morning without a swim messed my whole routine up, and I didn't feel like I was in my daily groove at all.

January 14th, 9.10am

January 14th, 9.10am

January 23rd, 7.55am

January 23rd, 7.55am

December 4th, 9.16am

December 4th, 9.16am

From the off I sent a daily picture to my friend Z in Amsterdam, with a temperature update, and some lines about how the swim was, like a little digital postcard. I’m so glad I have, as I now have a visual record of the seasons changing, and also because it’s so dang pretty.

November 24th, 9.25am

November 24th, 9.25am

I mean, am I right or am I right?!

January 20th, 7.50am

January 20th, 7.50am

January 12th, 8.48am

January 12th, 8.48am

The pond you see in all of these pics is not the Ladies Swimming Pond. Like I mentioned in an earlier post, photography is not allowed, but I sneak these of the neighbouring Bird Sanctuary Pond, which kind of looks like painting. The ponds are south facing, so when it’s sunny there are sections of the swims where your face is bathing in sunshine, which feels SO good in the middle of winter.

November 21st, 12.08pm

November 21st, 12.08pm

Now here’s the funny thing... I’m actually not looking forward to spring and summer this year! The water will become warmer and the Pond busier, and having the Pond to myself as I swim (which happens a lot) - will be a distant memory. BUT. What makes me so happy is that I’m now looking forward to next winter, which is kind of brilliant.

February 6th, 9.32am

February 6th, 9.32am

My Swedish friend M and I started swimming here after watching The Ponds film at the cinema. We don’t always manage to go together, but we get about two swims in a week. Here she is, drinking hot tea on freezing cold February morning. That hot drink, once you’ve got all your clothes back on, is crucial to get your body temperature back up again. The water temp hasn’t gone below +4 degrees celsius (38F) this winter, which apparently is warmer than usual. I’m so curious to feel the difference between +4 and +1. Maybe next winter?

January 30th, 9.41am

January 30th, 9.41am

February 13th, 9.44am

February 13th, 9.44am

February 7th, 9.04am

February 7th, 9.04am

In my favourite changing spot. As it’s cold, and these days quite wet in this little corner, I usually get it to myself, which I love. I used to get changed in the changing rooms, but as it’s quite small and can get very busy, I try and keep to myself as much as possible and just enjoy that last moment of quiet and nature, before rejoining modern life again. This spot reminds me so much of my childhood in Sweden; the being outside in nature, whatever the weather or season, is the one thing I miss, and I can’t believe how lucky I am to live so close to this magical place. I’m forever pinching myself.

Roll 2

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More film pictures, but this time from my little Olympus XA2. Here’s Oomoo walking through Olafur Eliasson’s ‘Your blind passenger’ installation at Tate Modern last year. I took many many more pictures in there with my DSLR on our previous visit - still need to post those!

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Walking across Waterloo Bridge, back in May, after seeing a classical concert at the Royal Festival Hall. It was our first, and I hope to go again one day. When I saw that the London Philharmonic Orchestra were playing Shubert’s Unfinished Symphony I quickly got us tickets to see it, as it’s one of my favourite pieces of music ever. I remember there was an older woman sitting in the seats behind the orchestra, and during the first movement she had her hands clasped under her chin with the lovely smile on her face. She was clearly enjoying it, and maybe hearing it live for the first time too. I could hardly believe it myself, I mean to be able to sit and watch an orchestra play a piece of music almost 200 years old, that’s bloody terrific that is!

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Walking home from the overground back in the summer. This section is usually a part of my runs, but I rolled my ankle back in November, and it still doesn’t feel right. Being middle aged sucks when it comes to recovering from injuries :0(

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Found a playground halo.

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Walking along Fournier St in Spitalfields and travelling in time. It’s lined with beautiful Georgian houses, and I’d love to see the interior in one of them. Positively dreamy. Found this blogpost where you can see what the houses looked like in the 1970’s, compared to now. Back in those days the houses were not the highly desirable ones they are now, and could be bought relatively cheaply.

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My mum came to visit back in June, and we went in under this huge tree in Hyde Park. We were not the only ones.

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My sister H, taking a pic of these bill posters further down on Fournier St. Isn’t the contrast between the past and the modern day great here?

That’s it for film pics this time round, as my third roll is full of personal pics, and none of them of the ‘taking pictures of loved ones from the back’ type. This was also the roll that had pictures on it from 2016 - Oomoo was tiny in comparison to now! Crazy.

4 more

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Last ones from the Pentax MX roll. I think I pushed the camera too hard on this particular roll; pretty much all of the indoor shots came out of focus and too warm. All three rolls where Fuji films, which in the old days of only shooting film, used to come out quite green and contrasty, but these came out really warm and a bit washed out. It’s a shame that most developers now use modern machines and print from the scans, rather than from the negatives. Maybe I just need to try out different films and see how they come out…