Tag: coffee

A day off today between a twelve hour shift yesterday and another one tomorrow. In my old job this would have depressed me greatly but these days I couldn’t feel better about it. Such is the profound magnitude and good fortune to have work that you love. Work that is somehow an extension or expression of who and what you are. And often we don’t know who and what we are until the work allows us to express ourselves. A chicken and egg situation but such is life.

Today will be spent contemplatively, outside in nature, inside with coffee and perhaps an invigorating run down by the river later. But mostly in gratitude for, well, everything really. 

Dawn. Sitting still and silent in my car. The rain has abated, floods receding but the wind howls and gusts on, buffeting the car and bending the trees around me. Coffee cup warm in my hand, the Sunday traffic slowly begins to appear. Who are they, where are they going and why?

Beautiful autumnal morning. A purposefully slow, meandering drive to work. Golden leaves everywhere. The river has retreated from the fields setting the sheep free again.

A bacon and egg roll here, a cup of coffee there.

There’s a real punch of heat from the sun today even as it sits low in the sky.

A contemplative pause at one of my favourite river spots which is still running higher and quicker than usual over a week after flooding.