strange & wonderful

In a world truly going mad, I am reminded that Nature holds such miracle and will persist despite ourselves.

Sunrises & Sunsets

Sunrise or sunset?  Which do you think this is?  I am sure that if I caption it one or the other, I could persuade you to believe me.  It is all in how I frame it for you, yes?  I am beginning to appreciate the phenomenon of seeing the glass half empty or half full, depending on one’s frame of mind.

I turned 50 this year. Did I roll my eyes at the prospect of having to celebrate another birthday? Yes. How do I feel about ageing, gracefully or otherwise? I am not sure.

Guess who I met at the Singapore Botanic Gardens?

I don’t always exercise in the morning as I sometime have driving commitments. When I do, I like to get out at dawn; I love the magnificence of the sunrise, the quiet of that time of day, and the drowsiness which curbs negative self-talk (read: too sleepy to mull over reasons why I shouldn’t hit the pavement).

And the sun rises

It was raining most of yesterday; not terribly surprising for London, but it was the heaviest winter rain I’ve ever experienced in my various London visits.