Saturday, 6 June 2020

bottle shop...

I'm one of many caretakers...

we may be burning inside...

olde worlde carriage...

pebble with attitude...

the yin and yang of an introvert...

I am not a person who is ever comfortable in a crowd... at a supermarket, a mall or even a concert...I choose my times for shopping to avoid crowds and the rare meeting with friends usually involves one other person...My nerves kick in and I work quite feverishly on a string of excuses to escape if I MUST be in a crowd...I even sit in the back row or to the side in staff meetings... Parties have always been a 'no-go' zone for me...Sounds like the typical introvert...

BUT put me in a classroom, and I am someone else... The actor in me kicks in and I revel in a good performance, demonstrating a confident, caring and knowledgable teacher... I don't even mind giving some address to staff... Not a worry...

Why is this? I have no idea...

Saturday headspace...

real beach style...

it's a silent morning...

the sea, the sky...

lone man...

in the fresh golds...

The dawn of a new day, no matter how beautiful, can strike a few nervous fears of the unknown...

sea currents...

not all verticals...

mystery of a rainy night...

old woods and broken glass...

even in a crumbling world...

eyes of the young...

This moment in time seems to be set in ice...

clouds sweep low...

I love the mystery of the low morning cloud... the day is still creating the question...

one home...

Vast landscape space under a dramatic sky demands to be noticed...

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