Home Again

With the warmth of the Tuscan sun already feeling like a distant memory, it's time to get back to work in the rainy city. Autumn has well and truly barged its way in, and the familiar 'back to school' feeling is hanging threateningly overhead. Already fighting off the first of many autumnal sore throats and sniffy noses, i am feeling surprisingly upbeat about the sudden jolt back into reality. Ten days of warmth has relaxed every wind and rain-braced muscle in my body, and i feel (as i often do at the beginning of September) that it's time to turn over a new, rain spattered leaf. 

A Wallowing Week

It's a busy week this week, I've finally got cracking on some uni work that's been playing on my mind for a while now. Whilst i've been itching to get back to doing something useful, it's been physically difficult to haul my brain into action. It feels like it's been sat in a dark muddy puddle for the past month or so, and dredging it out has been a challenge. At the end of the week i'm going away to Tuscany, something i've been looking forward to for a long time. I'm using the promise of an Italian advebture as bait to get me to work, although i keep having to discipline myself for wanting to go holiday shopping. I don't need anything, i just don't want to sit inside and work. How do you motivate yourself to get back into work mode?

Jetty Images

 photo by Fran Lightbound

Lately i keep stumbling across images of piers and jetties, and feel a sense of longing to be near water. I'd love to scurry away to a secluded cabin by a lake and have camp fires and row boats. 

 

 Do you know anywhere like these places?

It's Canny Up North

The Man Candy and I have taken a little trip up to the North East to visit his parents. The beach is pretty much on their doorstep so yesterday we took a walk up the coast and skimmed stones into the sea. Sunny times.