starting basic.

I'm supposed to be waiting for our letting agents to organise a gardener to come in and clear our garden. But with a bad start to the week (general blues and a friendship-gone-bad continuing to circle over my head) I needed something to pick me up and for the first time in a long time, exercise didn't seem like the answer. And I didn't have any beer.

So I started clearing out our jungle of a garden. I know I'll be told off for taking it in to my own hands but I couldn't help it.

I should have taken a better photo of the brambles on the right. Clearing them felt a lot like this:

Except I was the horse.

But in all honesty, it was one of the most relaxing things I've done in a long time. Enough concentration required to not be monotonous but never strenuous.

I think I've found my meditation.

the need for green.

I felt a little blue yesterday. I decided it's because the only landscape I'm seeing at the moment is my phone wallpaper. A trip to the Lake District is due I think.

upwards.

I feel an itching to climb. I've never done it properly. Photos like this inspire me to start. I have no idea who took it and I can't remember where I found it. But ain't it beautiful?

hola.

I had my first big chunk of time off in nearly a year. Aside from Christmas (can I count driving from London to the Lake District with a slight hangover as actually being hard work? Yeah? Thanks.)
A close friend got 10 days off and we hopped it to Barcelona. I have never been. I will return. Hopefully when the weather is so hot all we can bare to do is roll in and out of the sea all day drinking cold beer and eating tapas.

easy sunday.

After a lovely catch up meal with a good friend, definitely too much red wine and a cold worsened by walking in the pretty snow, my sunday is being spent in bed, knitting, accompanied by Sir David Attenborough.

Perfect.