the weekly roundup..

Monday. Despite my every weeks' resolution of change for the better, Mondays' never cease in being the most unproductive and hateful of all my days. That I should resort, therefore, to publishing my antics of the week upon which the sun has just set, rather than throw myself enthusiastically into the one now waxing -- comes as small surprise to me. I know I am not alone in this phenomena, but as such remain ignorant of how to correctly refer to it. What is it, from which I am ailing, nostalgia; bone idleness; or procrastination? Ordinarily I should like to call it humanity, but far from trying to be philosophical, there lies within this conclusion, another thinly veiled attempt of passing the buck.


Onwards, though. Or more accurately, backwards.

It would seem that my last post had a prophetic element to it, albeit unintentionally. I have nothing short of thundered into 2010, as a bull in a china shop; without elegance, without direction, without fore-thought and without energy. Incredibly, the outcome has far exceeded what I should therefore expect, for two weeks of lethargy and slovenliness. It snowed here, even in this remote and overshadowed patch of England.

Unable to get into school and unwilling to exert much effort in attempting to, I ventured into Delamere forest and took some much needed colour photos. I confess, the black and white is beginning to lose its appeal. A healthy dose of sledding ensued-- I drank copious cups of tea, and generally had an all round all right week. Saturday saw what was, with hindsight a slightly foolhardy jaunt into the snowy wasteland, for a photoshoot of sorts. Though physically painful, it did wonders for my then lagging spirits. I love the two who took part, exhaustively <3

It wasn't until Saturday evening that I really emerged from my self inflicted hermitage. Thank you Lucy; it was a lovely party. Dancing, irrespective of the dodgy music choices, soothed the soul immensely. And thank you to the photographs, Joe. Means I get to talk with my actions, not merely provide the prompts to the inevitable conversations of the morning after.

<3 xx
photos to follow,
in the meantime,
i've linked to flickr, right>>

much love