Today I took my camera for a walk, the first in a long, long time. I've been waiting for inspiration to hit me. For me to feel like going and doing. Inspiration didn't come. Instead today I hit a new low and realised that I had to go and do something or I was going to sink. So I did.
The pond is unusually green for this time of year. Other times of year I've been here and the mud has been dried and cracked and the plants various shades of brown.
In writing those words I remembered that I had written a post called 'shades of brown' previously so I just went in search of it. Ironically it was written almost exactly 2 years ago.
The walk with my camera has helped occupy my time and distract my mind, but more than that I now realise that I do have to feel like going in order to do it. There are plenty of things I do when I don't feel like doing them but I motivate myself because they are necessary. Just like this was.
