Today it feels like we’re coming out of the darkness that was winter. It’s warmer, clearer and brighter. Finally, we’re seeing signs of Spring.


Anything, Everything
Today it feels like we’re coming out of the darkness that was winter. It’s warmer, clearer and brighter. Finally, we’re seeing signs of Spring.


Over the last few weeks of doing this, I’ve noticed a change in myself. Of course, we all want to get out and see the world again. I’m planning my trip to climb Scafell as soon as. But, since making the effort to take a new picture every day of something I find beautiful, I’m noticing that I’m noticing. A small flower, the way a leaf catches the light. They all small things, but sometimes you catch yourself thinking about it. If no one else finds it beautiful, who’s really at a loss there?

We can at last see a pathway out of this situation, and soon we’ll be able to stretch our legs out elsewhere. I count myself lucky for living so close to the Wrekin, because when you’re on top of it, or any other peak, it does away with those walls that build up in your mind as a result of shutting in.





It’s my week off, and mentally I need it. It’s also strange to wake up when the sun is already up. The sky looked so much like a pastel piece this morning, and I think we ought to appreciate more when the sky looks like this. It never looks the same, the sky is always changing and it never uniform.
On my running days, I usually run the same path from my apartment building, and double back. I know it like the back of my hand now, but that doesn’t mean I don’t find new things. I passed a tree, so dense with these things growing, beautiful in such an unusual way.

Today I went for a walk in my local park, and for a little while, things felt normal. It’s rare I see so many people on a Sunday. The crocuses, it seems, have invaded and are everywhere. I feel like I’m seeing them more this year than ever, but it might also be just me paying more attention.

Next time you’re out walking, whether it be to go to the shop, walking the dog or your daily exercise, make an effort to notice things. Any spots of colour you’ve never paid attention to, a flower in a cluster of trees, berries. Crocuses emerging from a patch of grass in a business park. The colour of the sky.



Yesterday was one of those days where I just wanted to go to bed and wait for the day to improve or be done. I realised that I rely on my phone a hell of a lot; communication, photos, Duolingo, tracking exersize, music in the morning. I didn’t realize this until I had mere hours without it due to a fault, but it’s funny isn’t it? We love these little things for all the space they save and all the things they can carry… until we can’t access them because the phone just refuses to work.
Anyway, here is a nice photo of cloudy blue sky. Because just because its always there, doesn’t mean it isn’t wondrous.

Particurly since we’re being encouraged to be more at home for the time being, our environments have to be adapted to be more cosy, more conducive, maybe constantly changing to feel a sense of movement. Flowers are a welcome dash of colour, as well as a mood lifter.



Right now, every days feels the same. Get up, work, clean, eat, bed. Sometimes, however, a bit of repetition, that bit of surety is nice. Somethings, you can set your watch by.
Crocuses, for example, turn up in the same spot at the local wooded area every year about this time, without fail. Today, as the workers were cutting down a massive amount of foliage that had managed to grow undisturbed for such a long time, knowing that these little things will still pop up no matter what is unusually comforting.
