Re-loving London, again. This past week I had a chance to spend a day there, something for which I’m always thrilled and grateful. Kensington Gardens was my place of choice to while away the afternoon, a warm one for England in October. The Gardens were teeming with visitors, and I met a few as I strolled, admiring bloom after bloom. One person I met was a young woman who I would guess, by her accent, was originally from Eastern Europe. She was tending a sweet little girl who shared a moment with me at a wall overlooking The Sunken Garden, where this photo was taken. The Nanny said they come to Kensington Gardens twice a day, for about three hours at a time. Can you imagine a more enchanted childhood, than spending six hours a day among trees and flowers and fountains in the shadow of a palace?