Today outside is full of movement-the birch trees in Tramway’s Hidden Gardens dance madly in the wind-but I sit mostly still.
I look at old photographs of trams, read about the history of Pollokshields, and study conceptual understandings of lines.
I carry these threads into my usual walk, from the easterly end of the drive to the furthest westerly point and back again. Having done this walk a few times now, I have grasped the true length of this street. I notice many species of birds in flight above the drive and I wish I could see it from their perspective. I think about how I might be able to somehow do this.
I write a letter to Fiona and the New Victoria Gardens allotment committee, asking if I can base myself in their magnificent space and work from their barn.
I mark the evenings of full moon on my calendar and decide to do my walk at midnight on these days. I also mark the 21st of June, our longest day in the year (known as the Solstice), and settle on doing two walks on this day-one at sunrise and and one at sunset.