It looked like one of those pictures you could just jump in to.

I don’t know what made me try. Boredom maybe. Or perhaps the large glass of wine I’d had.

Anyway, it worked somehow and now I’m in Beacon Hill Park. Or a painting of it at least.

I don’t mind it here, everything is a strange sort of hyper real colour, but the swans are surprisingly friendly, and the water is cool and clear when I dip my toes in.

There’s lots to explore, over the bridge is a walking trail which takes you through flower filled meadows and lush forests. 

I just wish I knew how to jump out.

Copyright: image believed to be in the public domain and used for creative, non-commercial purposes. Published by Valentine & Son’s Ltd, believed to be early 20th century.

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