Here is the next batch of photos taken each day, taking us through the autumn: low light evening and morning, first frosts, trees transforming, a trip to Bath, another new mountain bike.
Evening ride along the bridleways nearly to Upper Weild as the sun set. Puncture! Tire had gone down a bit overnight, but not a lot so I pumped it up and set off, checking it regularly. It was only when I went fast downhill on the way back that it very quickly it deflated. Rather than push it all the way back, I asked a lady if I could leave it in her garden while I walked home for the car. The sun set as I neared.
Otherwise a quiet day, alone in the office. Lunches at the school are getting quite posh, today with a quiche and veggies in white sauce. Sat in the sun out of the wind with friends.
Did a seven minute workout last night from the wahoo app, thirty second each activity then ten seconds rest. Slept well on it and will do another tonight. Getting to sleep pretty early and my sleep quality average is back in the upper seventies after dropping in the late summer.
Attempting to write every day, starting from now, inspired by a Zen Habits post. I don’t tend to sit in the evenings these days so writing can be sort of instead of that.
Half day at work then home for a rest before counselling session: abandonment, controlling my environment, shyness, being part of a group, the new course and the new group. Good to have that ear available and that support and encouragement to go into things. As Derren Brown said last week, we are fine paying for gyms and things to aid our body but we shy away from spending money on our mind and emotions, as if it’s something to snigger at. I see acceptance of counselling growing.
MTB ride afterwards, along the usual track, part of the Ox Drove way. So much fun. Already wanting to upgrade my bike, which I will for a Bird once I sell my ebike. Now or in the spring. Now I reckon. Will soon run out of light for evening rides though. Mornings?
Feeling good these days and glad to be more engaged with activity than in the gap between level two and three. Looking forward to the class Thursday.
Here is the next batch of photos taken each day, taking us from Late Summer into Autumn proper. A mixed bag, including a day’s canoeing in Dorset, a new mountain bike, the Alresford Scarecrow Festival and some of the last flowers of the season.
First run on my Boardman Comp mtb this evening. So much fun. Makes me not want to commute by bike anymore along the roads, just so I can get back and go for a track ride. Tyres were too pumped at first and so I was bumping along and it was hard on the hands. Let some air out later and all good. Then discovered the adjustment to the air forks, so I can play with that next time. The uphills provided the workout I need and the downhills were just a blast. Nothing steep, just a run to Wield to the north east.
Enjoying the qigong too. A good way to start the day after my 6am sit. Then luxuriously back to bed to a snooze along with some gentle music. Yesterday was Maclemore’s first, a good listen but not snoozeable to.
Lunch at the Krishnamurti Centre, my day to eat there rather than the school. Spiked chilli beans. Chef had put chocolate in and I didn’t find out until afterwards. I now feel a bit unbalanced and buzzy. Hopefully not too strong a hangover feeling tomorrow, which the sugar can bring. Not sure about cocoa on its own as I haven’t had it for years.
Went to see Derren Brown, who talked on the subject of his new book, Happiness. Basically it’s based on stoicism and most of what he said makes a lot of sense, especially the not getting involved in things you have no power over and daring to let them be fine. He was good at dismantling the myth of positive thinking and of trying to get somewhere. Once the basics are taken care of there is nowhere to get to.
Before that, taught yoga. Had to make the class a little shorter to get away on time. Went well and was enjoyable, words coming easier than they once did. It’s like they are immediately available to the tongue, whereas once, not so long ago, I had to work to seek them out and fit them to the action.
New mountain bike tomorrow, my first for 25 years when my Kona was nicked pretty much on arrival in Portsmouth. Since 2000 I’ve had hybrids. Keeping my Cannondale CX3 Cytronex ebike for commuting, this is for off road fun. Printed some routes at work; may take an afternoon off this week for it.
Woke feeling grumpy. Daily photo of pink morning light. Did ten minutes of qigong from video, first since reading barefoot doctor years ago. Listening to various music and none of it quite right. Realised it wasn’t the music’s doing but mine. So I honed right in on the Japanese flute playing, and in following it closely for some moments, suddenly the grump was gone and I felt refreshed and ready for the day.
Breakfast of riveta with almond butter and St Dalfour orange marmalade, my usual first breakfast. To Halfords to check out size of the boardman mtb I’ve ordered. Definitely need medium for ball saving and it needs to be more manouverable than my large hybrid. Collecting it in a couple of days. Can’t wait to bomb along the local bridleways and try the singletrack at QE Country Park and beyond. Need to move move, on top of the exercise from the ebike commute, work the lungs and heart a little more. Bike looks great. Good time to buy, the 2016 models all being deeply discounted, with the 2017s just out.
Then into the IKEA purchases from yesterday. New kitchen lights to replace singed old ones someone else caused. Billy bookcase for lounge cupboard. Then, much longer, Hemnes cabinet for shoes, so no more shoes around the hall floor. Making that took much of the afternoon.
Jools Holland with Madness with supper. Remembering dancing to One Step Beyond at youth club in 1979. Liked The Divine Comedy’s new stuff. However, favourite song currently:
Here is the next batch of photos taken each day, taking us deep into the serotinal Late Summer season. It includes a visit to London for the Krishnamurti Concert at Cadogan Hall, the coast at Meon Shore and West Wittering. Otherwise most photos are at Brockwood Park and mid Hampshire.
This batch is mainly focussed on our summer holidays in the Swedish archipelago south of Stockholm
He leant back against the hives, and with upturned face made observations on the stars, whose cold pulses were beating amid the black hollows above, in serene dissociation from these two wisps of human life. He asked how far away those twinklers were, and whether God was on the other side of them.
“Did you say the stars were worlds, Tess?”
“All like ours?”
“I don’t know; but I think so. They sometimes seem to be like the apples on our stubbard-tree. Most of them splendid and sound — a few blighted.”
“Which do we live on — a splendid one or a blighted one?”
“A blighted one.”
~ Thomas Hardy
Here is the next batch of photos taken each day. A trip to the Lake District, a rare orchid, summer in full glory. (Random order.)
Spring turns to summer in this batch, nature bountiful, a first aid class, solar cooking, a hike on the South Downs.
Here is the next batch of photos I’ve taken each day. Spring deepens, blossoms and bluebells continue, fresh leaves arrive. This set includes trips to the Isle of Purbeck and Puy L’Eveque in Lot, France.
Gundleton Rail Bridge, Watercress Line
God’s Acre Cemetery and Corfe Castle
Kimmeridge Bay and the Jurassic Coast, Dorset
Here is the next batch of photos taken each day. Spring is in full bloom, with the focus here on bluebells and blossoms. I consider myself very fortunate to be surrounded by such beauty in my daily life.
Last week I spontaneously decided to start another daily photo project. I’ve done a year of photos before, maybe six years ago, with one aborted attempt before that. So here we go again, with the first ten below. All taken with an iPhone 5S or Lumix TZ-40. (Photos are posted daily on my facebook page)
Scenes during a walk in late autumn, from Bishops Sutton near Alresford, to Gundleton and back.
An old granary at the northern edge of Bishops Sutton, perched on staddlestones to keep it drier and relatively rodent-proof:
Into an autumnal Sutton Wood:
Looking south from Northside Lane to Park Dale and the woods of Bramdean Common:
The bridge arch. Always interesting patterns of decay on these bridges. This bridge would have been made around 1865. Just visible top right is one of two small trees we saw somehow growing from between the bricks:
And right at the end of the walk we saw a bird of prey swoop across the road into the hedge. We stood and watched for a while before it went deeper in to eat its prey. Later we identified it as a kestrel:
Six years ago, I took a similar walk. Here is the video.
From Camden in London, west along Regent’s Canal path to Little Venice at Maida Vale. The path soon leads to Regent’s Park, where the canal cuts trough the zoo, and the back gardens of some stately homes side by side along its banks. Then there’s a tunnel, so one has to re enter London streets a while, before the busy but tranquil Lisson Grove moorings and Little Venice itself. After an unusual request, I walked a little way along the Grand Union Canal, to Paddington Station.