Winter blues
I write this towards the end of June, with the prospect of another 2 months of winter to look forward to. Considering that the NIWA report at the end of autumn said to prepare for a warmer and drier winter this year, I seem to have spent the last month or so either freezing, soaking wet on my bike, or curled up in bed.
This is a fairly apathetic complaint, but life makes demands on us all - I'm back to full-time work, I have regular gigs, a father who's had a nasty health scare, and friends to see - but all I seem to want to do is sleep. I find it EXTREMELY hard to get out of bed in the mornings, even when it's not raining and 3 degrees outside. It's the lizard part of the brain, adapting to winter by implanting the suggestion that we should be hibernating. All of us Wellingtonians, curled in burrows, nests or dens, for the next 2 months, until it warms up again.
Well, it's just a thought. Which usually comes into my head around 7am on a Monday morning.
Anyway, there have been some spectacular gigs recently, but here is my new favourite photo:
One of those wonderful shots where the photographer got everything right!
This is a fairly apathetic complaint, but life makes demands on us all - I'm back to full-time work, I have regular gigs, a father who's had a nasty health scare, and friends to see - but all I seem to want to do is sleep. I find it EXTREMELY hard to get out of bed in the mornings, even when it's not raining and 3 degrees outside. It's the lizard part of the brain, adapting to winter by implanting the suggestion that we should be hibernating. All of us Wellingtonians, curled in burrows, nests or dens, for the next 2 months, until it warms up again.
Well, it's just a thought. Which usually comes into my head around 7am on a Monday morning.
Anyway, there have been some spectacular gigs recently, but here is my new favourite photo:
One of those wonderful shots where the photographer got everything right!