And I find myself thinking, as I often do after embracing something that encourages self reflection, that it’s important that I remember where I am from.
All tagged black and white
The Attraction Of Planned Spontaneity
A tow path walk, locks a plenty under heavy, leaden Wiltshire skies. Threatening rain, of course, but never quite delivering. Shared pleasantries with ramblers, elderly with dogs, and wise cracks with lock volunteers, younger, with validating logos and stories of herons.
Modern But Sadly Unbalanced Times
It was a challenge to hear much above the general hubbub, the incessant din, that suddenly appeared when the group stepped out of their training room and onto the sun-baked terrace.
Winter, For A Change
It’s been like winter here, proper winter, for a change.
I know we had some snow a couple of weeks back. But that lasted just a few hours before it disappeared.
Sometimes, Things Come Along At Just The Right Time
And when the never ending monotony of grey and wet and generally miserable days drains your mood and slowly, insipidly, chips away at your mental health.
It Was Never The Silence
It was the stillness that mattered the most, he believed, not the silence that so many people thought they needed.
It's Like The Spotlight Is Pointing Elsewhere But No-One Is Looking
At first you probably won’t notice and that’s ok.
Perhaps The World Has Lost Its Colour
We have been seeing things in black and white, lately, I have noticed
And In Our New Era Of Living More Respectfully
The language of her body told me everything I needed to know.
To Stay At Home Or To Go Out
We are said to be the most social of animals, yet we must now find a way to avoid being true to our nature.
When I Look At Street Furniture
Sometimes, from a certain angle, people look no different to lampposts and bollards.
How To End With A Beautiful Beginning
And, as is often the way with a beginning like this, once she had actually been seen, well, she just seemed to stay seen.
Dream Big, Dream Strange
I had a dream last night. A strange dream, even by my usual strange standards.
Sometimes, I Feel Like The Tree Is Me
Sometimes, I feel like the tree is me, proudly casting a normal shadow.
But Whatever You Can Find, Take It
And at times like this, I am grateful. Grateful that my place of work is located out in the countryside. And blessed that I am able to find birdsong, beauty and solitude on a deserted riverbank or a silent churchyard within minutes.
War Doctor
A hero who admits to unimaginable moments of personal anguish and struggles to find normality after each visit. But a human who also talks of incredible exhilaration at the risks he takes and successes he achieves.
Monochrome Days, Black And White Weather
Six miles of watching the skies, admiring houses we will never be able to afford and noticing people we don’t really want to meet. Time wasting yet strangely uplifting.
Winter Depression With Lethargy Overload
The starkness of winter. Tall, bare trees becoming one with their own dark shadows in the low afternoon sunshine.