Was Tom a Fool?

I live near this little hole-in-the-wall passageway called Tom Thumb's Arch, which doesn't look like it could accommodate someone much taller than my short self, and beckons cheerfully at night with a spectrum of primary colors glowing from inside.

And I smile every time I walk through it, because it makes me feel like a storybook character, or like I'm participating in a nursery rhyme.

Anyway, I just though you should know.

Happy April Fool's Day!

April Fool's: A Tree Captures the Moon

As seen walking down City Road from Islington to Old Street tonight. Reminds me of the children's tale where a sick princess wants the moon brought to her. She insists that the lunar orb is a golden disk no bigger than her thumbnail, and can easily be plucked out of the tree branches where it gets stuck every night.

And thus, we usher in my favorite month.