ten miles to st paul's
One sunny afternoon HY and I went for a walk in Richmond Park. This wasn't my first time in the park, passing by all those lazy, graceful-looking deers presumably making mating noises, but it was my first time at King Henry's Mound. We weren't planning to go there, but a toilet was nearby so we did. Through the telescope and the hedges you could clearly see St Paul's Cathedral and nothing else standing there in a distance of 10 miles--it was almost magical! As if it was a scared view, a sacred view to the past. On the other side there was a beautiful Thames valley scenery, like the ones printed on postcards--it was the Southwest Train route I take to Egham. I was a bit obsessed with the idea of the protected view and looked up some information on Google. There's a map of all the protected views within Greater London, about seven to ten of them all leading to St Paul's I remember--too bad I can't copy and paste the picture to show you. My window view should be protected as well--you can see the green rooftop of the British Museum from here.
Arrow points to the BM