Happy Easter everyone. Today I have watched lambs frolic, run like a crazy thing all arms and legs flailing down a hill, admired the first haze of blue in the bluebell woods, started spring cleaning, emptied a greenhouse, planted some survivors, had a chocolate fight and shared lots of hugs. A good Good Friday.
So it seems an apposite day to draw your attention to Citizens for Optimism, some groovy folk who think good design can inspire happiness. Like it.
This was brought to my attention by Little Commas, as writer who designs and a designer who writes, or maybe t’other way aboot. Anyway, Lil C wrote a sweet enough post to get freshly pressed (not jealous, not at all) and not only did I enjoy visiting her blog, I also loved the Citizens themselves. Check them out, all the posters are lush. Lick them.
I finally screwed together a tiny ounce of willpower today and took myself up on the Downs for a run. There was sunshine and I hit my stride for a wee while; I cleared out some of the fog. I told myself that I’d start with 25 mins today and then go every day from now on. We’ll see if I manage it, for truth be told, I can fool myself all too well…
It seems to me that we’re all fools at one time or another, but the secret is to take little steps (running or walking) towards some kind of sense that suits you. And now, tangentially, here is some punchy street art from my Bristol wanderings, colours to go with the last of the sun.
Sometimes I think that I get rewarded for making the right decision at the very last minute. I am ridiculously good at finding excuses for not doing the things I ought to be doing/sort of want to be doing but am a bit scared about/don’t want to etc etc. And often the excuses making side of me wins, but I’m trying to fight back. This morning I signally failed to get out of bed and do anything useful with my morning, but this evening after teaching I did manage to drag myself out of the warm for a run. And I was rewarded by probably the best sunset that I’ve seen since I’ve been in Berlin, stripes of yellow, pink, red, purple crisscrossed by aeroplane trails in subtler colours. Fabulous.
And the moral of this story?
Take a camera running. Next time, next time.
My weekend with LTN didn’t involve much camera work, or even much out and about. We managed dinner out both days, of course, and cocktails in a very luscious bar recommended by Mr A o’B. There were plans to go to the Botanical Gardens or the Aquarium but we ended up mostly cosying up inside. But with a little bit of sunshine on offer, we had to go for at least one wander and so found ourselves listening to Tanga Elektra (you might remember them from April) down at RAW. Then we spent a while exploring, trying to figure out what all the old buildings had been used for, and spotting the better bits of graffiti. There was even an old London bus, with sad eyes. Here are just a few snaps of what we found
Newsflash! I went out for my first Berlin run this morning, as one of my classes cancelled so I could start the day my way. It was slow, and short, only 30 minutes and 3 miles, but it felt good and I had some sunshine for it, and I didn’t walk. My legs are definitely a bit tired now but I do feel quite positive about it. Woop!
And finally, some other good things that happened today: 3 students who I wasn’t convinced were really finding lessons useful have all said that they want to continue with me once their teaching block is over. A teacher came into the staff room today complaining that he had no one to watch the rugby with. Naturally I volunteered and so we’re going to watch Wales hopefully beating France on Saturday. I made a date with Kate for Friday night and with Danni for Saturday night, so I have some plans for the weekend. And as I was walking home admiring the stars I saw a ghostly white vee of birds creaking overhead and it was beautiful. Not bad as days go.