Profound apologies. It’s been months since I blogged.
What happened? Well I’ve been writing. Not only did I finish rewriting Ozymandius but, despite vowing to take a break, I had the opening lines of the next novel pop into my head and I couldn’t not write them down. And once you start…
And as if that weren’t enough I now have three publishers interested in my children’s book and that necessitates tweaks and rewites and all that.
So I really haven’t been able to justify the time and energy that my blog demands.
However to make up for it here is the second part of the photography project I took on for the year.
Twelve months ago I decided I’d shoot the views that dominate my life and record them through the seasons.
The first six months worth can be found here. These are from July to December.
It’s sad there was no snow. (You no snow Jon nothing).
And, yes Padraig, I should have cleaned my camera sensor.
The truth is that I’ve had that Canon 350D for almost ten years and while it was a perfectly servicable DSLR for a keen amateur back then, these days it’s due replacing.
Perhaps I’ll give it to Luca.
So what have I learned this year? Well, I learned a lot about love. I learned a lot about myself. I’ve learned that I can drink a remarkable amount of good whisky and feel none the worse for it. I learned I really enjoy going to the theatre. I learned that there’s an awful lot a seven year old can teach you.
And knowing what I’ve learned I hope that 2015 is going to be truly wonderful. So endless thanks and profound love to all those who have shared my life this year.