
wolves and birds <3
Every year that passes, when I think of the next number in the sequence (according to our custom of dividing time and life into pieces), I think how I desperately don't want to be 25, 24 sounded just fine but please don't let me have to become 25!! ...then I get used to 25 and as 26 draws nearer I think how I desperately don't want to be 26, 25 was just fine but please don't let me become 26!! It's all a bit silly though really. Tomorrow I'll be another number but I think it's best to ignore these things. Often I feel really gloomy and miserable on birthdays because they are that strange time when you stocktake. I don't think I'm going to be that miserable this year though, maybe I even feel a bit indifferent.
I guess I realised a few years ago that I am not the kind of person who is going to achieve or seek that many conventional, tangible things in life. I think the last thing I did that really fitted in to such an idea was getting my masters degree 4 years ago. What have I done since then? So many interesting things but not things I have anything material to show for. I think I am coming to accept that though. It would be nice if I could do work that I enjoyed and let me live a comfortable independent life but maybe that will come eventually in some form. I'm very grateful for everything I do have though.
I took some pictures in the garden a few days ago. It's so lovely at the moment.









Today I found a broken blackbirds egg in the garden too. I suppose a magpie or gull maybe carried off to eat and dropped it. I hope the blackbirds have more eggs in the nest and that the predator found some other sustenance somewhere. Their eggs are very beautiful. Blue with brown speckles.

Just yesterday I was watching a juvenile blackbird in the tree and...
MAY 2012



















































