Anything, Everything
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.
There’s little that a good walk can cure, particularly amongst the trees. There’s no bustle, no pressure to be anywhere. Just you, your thoughts and the birds chirping away in the trees.
I love creepy, and many associate fog, or mist, with creepy. So called films, of course, but I also think of Silent Hill (I only ever played the original PS1 game as a kid, scarred me for a while). I think creepy can still be very beautiful though, in an eerie, unsettling way. Silhoettes, ominous glows where the sun should be clearly visible… figures emerging from nowhere…
A simple one today, but not ineffective. I’ve seen some flowers coming out today, and this makes me happy. I feel like flowers should be more appreciated as just… marvels. Maybe I’m just zen from from my 11 hours sleep, I don’t know.
I like flowers, okay?!
Today is the start of a four day break. Not much, and I never thought I’d appreciate a day off so much while remote working. But in a way, I appreciate it more than ever.
It is nice getting up to this, though.
Third hike up the Wrekin this year, and my god it was bitter. But this is such a striking image, isn’t it?
The moon was still so clear this morning as the sun was coming up, and I was lucky to get a couple of views the camera could never capture.
Every morning, I get up early and go for a walk. My main drive is to wake up, get energized. But at quarter to 7 in the morning, the only time I can fit in before work, there’s emerged one drive to get up. ‘To capture the dawn’, as Michael Sheen says in Staged.
So today I was getting a bit antsy, for various reasons. And I realised before lunch I hadn’t done this. I went for a walk, and noticed how suddenly my attention was diverted from the annoyances of my morning to looking for something pretty. A nice little mindfuless exercise blossomed. Who knew? I found this very small flower in the midst of some barren branches.
Such a simple, mundane task as doing the laundry. Fortunately, there’s a large bay window in my apartment building’s laundry room, and I saw this patch of sky. I didn’t have to go far at all.
Paint a Mental Picture 