Weather

The cold

The cold. Drawing Luke Hockley.

The cold. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

The weather has just become spectacular and I have come down with the cold that I didn’t get all winter.

I suppose that is better than having been sick across winter. And it seems reasonably light…maybe I’ll get out of this one without too many days down?

I’m going with the ‘rest early and recovery quickly’ strategy rather than ‘soldiering on and pretending it’s not happening’ strategy – which never seems to bear fruit.

Love

Luke

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Welcomed by the morning.

Welcomed by the morning. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Welcomed by the morning. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

The light is changing.

I feel welcomed by the morning.

Winter has been a bit of a hard slog.

It’s a relief to experience this shift.

Potential.

It feels like the day is full of potential again.

Love

Luke  

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Snuggle, cuddle, cold, grey, drab of a day.

Snuggle, cuddle, cold, grey, drab of a day. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Snuggle, cuddle, cold, grey, drab of a day. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

It’s a snuggle, cuddle, cold, grey, drab of a day.

Couch and books and movies and sewing and snoozing.

It’s the kind of a day where it is easy for me to get an attitude problem.

To think I don’t enjoy my life.

Which is pretty funny.

Because I love my life.

Love

Luke

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Cold air.

Cold air. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Cold air. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

The air this morning has that ‘just blown off the snowy mountains’ feel to it.

And I haven’t even been outside yet.

Winter is here. It seemed to take a while arrive this year.

I couldn’t get myself out of bed this morning and yesterday I didn’t feel like exercising. It can be hard to get moving when it is this chilly.

I did, however, get going. I went for a run in the cold air yesterday and, of course, it was great.

A fresh blast to get the day moving.

Now I just have to get myself off the couch and out of the house.

No worries!

Love

Luke

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Some wood.

Some wood. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Some wood. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

Some wood burns much hotter than other wood.

How would you ever know that?

Unless you had a wood fire that you relied on for your warmth.

The stringy bark kind of wood doesn’t burn that well.

Redgum is the ideal wood, apparently…but we don’t have that on our property.

We’ve got a wood called Redbox, and that's a keeper that one.

It’ll burn long and hot.

Which is very good for making a house full of visitors feel warm and cosy.

Love

Luke

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Lovely.

Lovely. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Lovely. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

The sun was lovely today.

Through windows.

In the car.

On my skin as I hung out the washing.

Lovely.

Just lovely.

Love

Luke

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Hot and joyful.

Hot and joyful. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Hot and joyful. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

Summer.

Hot and joyful.

Scrambled eggs and a cup of tea.

Family trips to a river.

Crafting with the kids and water fights.

Warm nights under the fan.

Hot days in the air-conditioning.

It’s summer.

Love

Luke

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Being everything.

Being everything. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Being everything. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

When the light punches through the clouds in shards of joy

I can understand why humans invented god

What other possible explanation for this miracle?

How could this be explained

In any way

Other than an omniscient being?

I can’t help but wonder

If this invention

Made us separate

From the real miracle

Of people

Being nature

And nature

Being everything.

Love

Luke

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Precious air.

Precious air. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Precious air. Drawing Luke Hockley.

Dear Self,

Air comes in and it goes out.

It is so precious.

I can’t really control my breathing (except for a moment).

I’ve got a better chance of influencing it.

In and out.

And that makes life possible.

Incredible.

Love

Luke

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