a walk in the woods

There's a little patch of beech woods I've been visiting about once a week since about March this year. When I first went, the trees were bare and bleak, black silhouettes against a clouded sky. I've seen the first leaves appear, bright zinging green, seen them sway in the wind and shade me from the summer sun. I've been there in the rain, in the sunshine, on cloudy days. I've sat and been miserable there and been just about OK and been happy and been barely holding it together. I've drawn what I can see. I've drawn what I can't see. I've drawn how I feel. Now the trees are covered in dark green leaves, but I can see them beginning to turn yellow and brown. I'm looking forward to watching the autumn colours sweep across the trees. Already, there are blackberries on the brambles and beech masts crunching underfoot. There are brown speckled butterflies and huge snails climbing slender twigs and squirrels doing acrobatics. Once I stood under a tree and watched and listened to a blackbird singing on the topmost branch.

It's my place to be. Just be, breathe, watch, wait, listen.

holiday!

I'm off on holiday today! I'm getting a train to Wales. The sun is shining, right now. It's a good day.

I suspect I'm unlikely to post anything for the next fortnight. See you when I get back!

better wednesday

It's Wednesday again and I'm feeling OK. I've been sleeping better the last few nights and though I'm still very tired (and soooooo ready to go on holiday. Just a few more days to wait) I'm feeling positive. Yesterday I finished an essay (woo hoo!). I might try to finish another one by the end of the week. Not going to push it though. There are lots of little pottery things I want to do in the next couple of days (that's pottery as in pottering about, not pottery as in ceramics) like make a laptop case, tidy my room a bit, pack, obviously.

Yawn! So ready for a holiday!