I’ve been taking a little break from my blog and social media in
general, deliberately trying not to post anything over Christmas and New
Year. Sometimes I like the challenge of keeping my own website updated;
other times it feels like a chore. I’m lucky that this remains a hobby,
and I intend to keep it that way.
I wrote the title of this post a couple of weeks ago, after the first round of snow hit Southampton. The general consensus of snowed-under Britain was that you should stay indoors, something I was glad to do. This weekend we had planned to tame the garden, but the weather had other ideas. So here I am, inside again, finding odd little things to do.
We’ve had the opportunity to catch up with a backlog of house chores that have been begging for completion since Christmas. Last weekend we rearranged the furniture in J’s bedroom so he had a bit more space. I’ve cleared the junk out of the downstairs toilet (it’s now usable again for the first time in 5 months). More rows have appeared on the scarf I’m making for Tom.
There’s been a lot of things going on in the background which have contributed to me not wanting to write. Some of them are simply just time-consuming life stuff (I’m learning to drive!) and some of it is related to the time of year. I’m pretty much in hibernation between November – April.
To ease myself back into writing (and Instagram) I convinced myself to go as far as the back garden and take some pictures. They’re nothing special, but it’s a start.
I don’t know what my plans are for this website this year. I’m enjoying photography more than I’m enjoying writing at the moment (although I am 22,000 words into my novel).
For now, I’m just going to see how things work out.
I wrote the title of this post a couple of weeks ago, after the first round of snow hit Southampton. The general consensus of snowed-under Britain was that you should stay indoors, something I was glad to do. This weekend we had planned to tame the garden, but the weather had other ideas. So here I am, inside again, finding odd little things to do.
We’ve had the opportunity to catch up with a backlog of house chores that have been begging for completion since Christmas. Last weekend we rearranged the furniture in J’s bedroom so he had a bit more space. I’ve cleared the junk out of the downstairs toilet (it’s now usable again for the first time in 5 months). More rows have appeared on the scarf I’m making for Tom.
There’s been a lot of things going on in the background which have contributed to me not wanting to write. Some of them are simply just time-consuming life stuff (I’m learning to drive!) and some of it is related to the time of year. I’m pretty much in hibernation between November – April.
To ease myself back into writing (and Instagram) I convinced myself to go as far as the back garden and take some pictures. They’re nothing special, but it’s a start.
I don’t know what my plans are for this website this year. I’m enjoying photography more than I’m enjoying writing at the moment (although I am 22,000 words into my novel).
For now, I’m just going to see how things work out.
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