It is light outside when I wake up for early starts. It is light while I eat breakfast, when I walk over the road to the station. I sit on the District line with sunshine through the windows: it's above ground between home and work. There's some clematis and - a plant I know only as "abominable potato weed", sorry - growing enthusiastically in a garden that backs onto the platforms.
Breakfast was apple-and-pear juice, a beautifully ripe satsuma, and a pear and hazelnut muffin
made for me by CN Lester
because of the boything.
I finished reading Saladin Ahmed's Engraved on the Eye
(free collection of short stories; it's fantastic). I turned to alexconall
's poetry collection Lavender Blue (and other poems)
(also available for free), discovered it's dedicated to me, and promptly burst into happy tears on the tube at 7am.
I got in to work in good time, via the gingko coming out outside the Royal Albert Hall and a string of beautiful I-believe-military horses being trotted down Exhibition Road. I've started my columns, and so far they're running nicely. I'm wearing Fils de Dieu
and continuing to adore it. I'm reading Audre Lorde's The Black Unicorn
in lab, and it's fantastic.
Today is pretty brilliant so far.
 It's not Lycianthes rantonnetii
or Solanum rantonnetti
("Royal Robe"). Hmm. Looks like this var. "blue potato bush"
, but none of the other photos for that search term are quite right - it's definitely got the pointier petals that point back upwards, and the flower clusters. - ah ha
! Solanum crispum
'Glasnevin', there we go. [ETA for interest -- my initial search term was "potato weed purple flowers" and that was the chain of results I followed to get an answer. :-) ]