The rain has arrived in Auckland, and with it the cold swirl and creep of winter. There is no softness in the colours around me; the world is a washed-out, exhausted grey that seeps into my head and muddles my thoughts.
My to-do list feels like the stuff of fantasy. I half-expect to find “slay dragon” and “retrieve missing chalice” alongside “phone Mum” and “buy potting mix.”
Fortunately (for my participation in this week’s Lens-Artists Challenge at least), trying to bring order to my photo archive also appears (somewhat optimistically) on the list.
So, a dip into images past; softened by memory and a certain amount of editing.