The sky at night
(Night view from the flat: Glasgow, Scotland)
Not much has been going on here recently, aside from general work. However, some of that may change by the weekend – I’m attending a wedding and Ying is paying a visit, so I’m sure there will be more exciting events to report on. My life is not all travel and fun! I have been strapped to my desk these past days, except when I am pumping my guns in this mad fitness class. Day off number one tomorrow. Yesterday I decided to clear the junk from underneath my bed that did take all morning. I was lying in bed the other night when I heard a surprising “twang!” sound from underneath me. My bed needed a bit of tweaking, so I decided to do a clear out. I found photographs, glue, a pair of very old rollerblades, two unopened reams of A3 printing paper, two water pistols and a set of crimpers amongst the mine of ephemera under there.
I took this photograph after 10pm the other evening – it is still not completely dark, even at that late hour. As we swing closer to midsummer, the sky won’t really get completely dark at all – this is quite a boon for any students still pulling ‘all nighters’ for their exams and degree shows. I can remember setting rules for myself at the close of my fourth year, just before assessments; I had to invent an extra cooked meal between dinner and breakfast to keep me going through the night work, and the other very important one was to go to bed for at least half an hour at night so that my body had time to feel as if it was rested. It also creates a break between the days; I think once I lose those, I begin to lose a grip on reality. It was a hard earned lesson from one Sunday that ended on Tuesday morning. I missed Monday in a haze of design work zombielike activity.
Anyway, I digress! I hope you can see from this image that the clouds were a rich, warm orange against a lurid blue sky. It was more like a painting than a real view from my own window. The trees in the park are blustery and a vivid, striking green. The park that was visible all winter is now obliterated with swaying leaves. I like the changing of seasons here since they are pronounced enough to be very noticeable, but not (usually)* extreme enough to cause massive problems. I can’t wait for the weather to improve again – it was so windy today that I almost blew off my bike.
* I’ll have to discount last winter, and perhaps even the one before.
– Today Rosie is working, seeing her Gran and playing badminton in Glasgow, Scotland –
