Day dreaming...

It's only Wednesday and I need a rest already… Lately I feel like I'm stretching myself into all directions at once. I'm working on projects, move steadily towards some of the goals I've set myself, worry endlessly about the smallest setbacks, work long hours and weekends. I'm enjoying it (apart from the setbacks), but it is nonetheless tiring at times.

I took these flower images a few weeks back and when I looked at them again, I noticed how the sun was shining onto the bowl and drenching the flowers in the kind of light that just epitomises summer. But here's the thing: when the sun comes out I'm not sure whether I'm happy about it or not. On one hand it is mood-lifting and to see blue skies and the warm weather makes me believe that summer has finally arrived. On the other hand it makes me feel guilty because I know these days are in somewhat short supply in this country and I should really make the most of them, get outside and chill. Trouble is, I don't seem to be able to clear my head (or my desk for that matter) enough to really relax and enjoy the sunshine. 

Instead I dream of running away, not quite with a circus, but back to Provence where life seems a little less relentless, a little simpler and generally more relaxed. I guess London can do that to you. I dream of enjoying the sunshine, the dry breeze, some good food and heated conversations with Monsieur over long lunches. Of course bills, deadlines and other responsibilities don't feature in that dream and neither does the fact that maybe, just maybe I might actually get bored after some time - though I very much doubt that part.

Flower Bowl
Flower Bowl
Flower Bowl