The conference, the main reason that I came to London, has started. I am at a convent somewhere on the edge of Richmond Park, discussing the asylum issues and how to work with refugees in Europe. Knowing me, you will not be surprised to hear that I skipped a meeting after lunch yesterday (the conference program is tight, from early morning till late night) and did a walk in the park.
I had read about the deers in the park, and even saw them from my bedroom window the first night. No there were no deers in sight.
"Please God, let me meet the dears!" I prayed. I am used to deers in Norway, both outside the House in the Woods sometimes, and at our cabin. But only one or two, may be three at a time. Then I rounded a corner, and there the deers of Richmond Park were. Hundreds of them! And oh so beautiful. God's own creation!
I always travel with books. In Richmond Park I walked with Carel Kapek and his Letters from England. Carel also visited the park and saw almost what I saw:
However, since I wasn't able to draw a stag from memory last time, I ran into Richmond Park where there are whole herds of them. They approach people without ceremony, prefering vegetarians. Although it is quite a hard task to hit a stag, I managed to draw a whole herd. Behind them a couple of lovers were lingering in the grass. I didn't include them in my picture because what they were doing lovers do in our country too, only not so publicly.
Well, I didn't draw, lik e Carel, but my camera was quite busy hitting deers :-)
All photos were taken in Richmond Park yesterday.
