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100 Days of Nature

It’s easy to lose love for the place you live in. That’s what holidays are for, afterall. During this time, in which we are once again being told to stay at home, and to only leave for essential trips and exercise, the same four walls, patches of grass and trails within walking distance might wear thin real fast.

But it doesn’t have to be that way. Of course, getting away is nice. Just for the change of scenery alone, for a different sunset, different view and different company. But we don’t have to go far to find beauty at all.

Yesterday I hiked up the Wrekin (a local mountain in Shropshire) and was struck by the beauty of the peak in the snow. I fell over, but I didn’t care. The trees were still stunning.

Day 1 of 100 Days of Nature

And thats when an idea came to me. I want to make an effort to appreciate the nature close to me, when I can’t go elsewhere. Beauty is closer than we all think. And thats why every day for the next hundred days, I want to go out and find it. Whether it be in a flower, a bird, a tree or the sky. And of course today we appreciate what we see in different ways. I like to look at things without a lens, but I also like to capture the moment.

We may not be able to travel to find a most striking beauty spots. It’s difficult to appreciate something you may have passed by a thousand times. But on the 19th of April I want to have enough photographs to look back on to prove that beauty is everywhere, if you look for it.

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My Pandemic Resolutions

I started last year with so many plans. I guess different goals to what I actually ended up doing, but still, last year could have gone a very different way. Concerts, festivals, travelling… basically everything I resolved to do, or usually do anyway, was cancelled. As a frequenter of Download Festival and person who loves to travel, last year sucked a bit on that part. My second missed opportunity to see Iron Maiden, and now I wonder whether its meant to be.

And while so many expect (an expectation fueled by wishful thinking, perhaps) to be in the midst of a moshpit during the summer months of 2021, I kind of trust that they’ll be disappointed. While so many concerts are covid safe, a festival in which communal toilets and general suspension of usual hygiene standards are perhaps a staple of the weekend experience, the pressure to lock onto the virus will inevitably lead to further cancellations. So, what to do?

I dont want to end this year disappointed, as so many have. And, usually, I dont make what might be traditionally termed as resolutions. But I do like goals. I see both sides of the coin. I like doing things there and then, but I also like putting a time stamp on achievements. I like to look back on the year and think of what I did with my 365 days, and last year was no different. There was a tremendous amount I couldn’t do, but in a way, maybe thats why I did the stuff I actually did. So this year, I want to make a point of setting goals I know will be achievable, even during these enduringly uncertain times.

1. Read more – I read a ton, but it could always be a bit more varied. I’ve recently gotten into dystopia fiction, so maybe a wider scope is on the horizon yet.

2. Learn to play guitar – this has been a goal of mine since 14, but there’s always something else to do. But I want to get out of this year with at least one song learned that isn’t Metallica related.

3. Watch more films – I love my movies. Often movie lovers (from my personal experience) have been judged as couch potatoes. But I’m the best at movie quizzes, if I do say so myself.

4. Run 15km – last year I reached 10, and kind of just stuck to 5 after that.

5. Finally achieve side splits – yoga has been a bit intermittent this year. But now I have the space to do it, so no excuses

6. The three peaks challenge – this was last year’s goal, and the one that didn’t come to fruition. Scafell, Snowdon and Ben Nevis. I’ve done the later two at very different times, so I’d like to make all three.

7. Try self publishing – gotta start somewhere right?

8. Paint more for pleasure – last year I took on a lot of commissions. So many that, while I enjoyed painting members of peoples family, it took the creativity out of me a bit.

9. More photography – I got into taking photos last year, specifically of simple pleasures. Flowers, the sky, the butterfly heading this post. I’d love to have canvases of them.

Were going into this year with a bit of an advantage, if that’s the right word. We know to treat it with caution. We know not to make plans, or at least, we know what plans not to make. This year could still pan out in so many ways, good or bad, but that doesn’t mean it doesn’t count, right?

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2020 in Review

If there’s one phrase I keep hearing, its “I can’t wait for 2020 to be over” and the like. And yes, I get that. Its been a turbulent year. But the reality is that the pandemic will not be limited to 2020. In fact, the pandemic for many parts of the world began before 2020. Today, I wondered whether I’d still be judging people for not wearing a mask or standing 2 meters apart in a year’s time. It feels like second nature now, to distance and mask up each time I’m in a shop, and sneer at those for not doing so. Its been a unique year, to say the least.

But does that mean its write off? For many who have lost loved ones, who have been isolated, or who have faced this pandemic from the front line, perhaps that is the case. 2020 for many has, in short, been an absolute shit storm. Redundancies, job losses, cut backs, companies closing because they cannot fund running in the midst of a virus that results in reduced custom. But for the rest of us, 2020 has meant more time with family, working in the comfort of our jammies, and having just that little bit more time to take stock of our mental and physical health. Rather than declare 2020 as just a year that shouldn’t count, I’m taking it from my privileged position as a period in history in which I was there. Taking the good with the bad.

So what has 2020 been to me? And yes, I’m focusing on the positives. There’s too much negativity in the world to begin with.

2020 has meant branching out. More and different books, trying a few different crafts, watching a few different films. TV shows I’ve never thought about watching before. Having that time has meant not being too tired after a day’s work to do anything more than flopping on the sofa to watch the same old same old.

2020 has meant more time for education. I started and finished (and passed) my first module for my masters degree. Due to working from home, my lunch breaks and down time were filled with essays and reading as opposed to mindless scrolling through my phone.

2020 has meant fitness goals. Back in March I ran my first 10km, as I was meant to be doing a charity 10k elsewhere. Instead, I did it on my own, on a treadmill, in my living room, with a virtual tour of Vienna on the go on my TV. I’ve also been working more on my yoga, and I’m sure I’ve progressed (somehow).

2020 has meant more painting. Art has been in my life since my first bronchiosaurus drawing at the age of 5. But this year I’ve done many more commisions than usual, and its given me the chance to develop. I’ve painted birds and babies for the first time. Turns out I’m not too shabby if I do say so myself.

2020 has meant new experiences. I’ve never worked from home before, and I do quite like it. I passed my 1 year anniversary at my job on the 18th. Its also given me the drive to take my first long weekend trip on my own, which was not only greatly needed, but a big kick in my confidence of my own independence too.

2020 has meant moving out – last week, I moved in to an apartment with my fiance. A couple of arguments with the company selling us our table later (a further couple about the broadband) and I think we’re actually formulating a home.

2020 has, in short, meant progress. I’m a true believer in baby steps, that progress counts everywhere, and can happen anywhere. If you’re reading this, you have survived this pandemic so far. Maybe you’ve partaken in the plays streamed on YouTube, taken up a long distance course to pass the time. Maybe you’ve used your time to learn a few guitar chords. Whatever this year has been, its been an experience. Whether good or bad, we’re still here.

Merry Chrimbo and a Happy New Year

Xx

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An Overdue Covidiot Rant

Has anyone else rolled their eyes more than normal in the last few weeks? Because I have. And not just in that what are they like the little tykes kind of manner. I mean the, what on earth are you thinking you absolute *very bad word I’m not comfortable saying on the internet* kind of way.

Usually in terms of covid. I know, I know. Covid again. We’re all living it, right? But some aren’t. Apparently, some are immune to the rules. Inject exaggerated quote marks to the word immune. They’re a select minority, but I think that’s why they’re so infuriating.

For a while, I’ve been seeing the terms conspiracy and mind control. Apparently, covid is a conspiracy to keep us under control. I beg the question, how on earth does keeping families apart, urging people not to go and spend their money at restaurants, creating strain for an already stretched national health service, benefit the government or the powers that be? Genuine question. I’d love to hear the rational.

Secondly, two celebrities have been exposed as flouting the rules. On social media. One of them infuriated me more than one. This one was a birthday party. How many people have forgone birthday celebrations, gatherings with families and (sorry to be grim) meetings with dying family members, because of covid? And yet a 30th birthday party goes ahead. Are these people so used to worship that they think outright disregard for rules will just further reinforce their status as higher than us normal folk? Or do they think a shallow apology in which they throw buzzwords out such as ‘misjudged’ will earn pity?

This has been ongoing for the better part of a year. A year, for many. How can you not know how to judge the situation by now?