Archives for posts with tag: walk

Putting up my new screen print in my bedroom.

Going for a walk around the park in the sun, wearing my dungarees and dad’s shirt. I leaned on my favourite tree, walked in the mud and climbed over the fallen tree.

Reading and napping on the sofa.

A long walk in the woods

Jigsaw puzzling all together. It was so lovely just being together and being silly.

Nut roast leftovers.

Misty morning walk with the sun shining.

Fred popping bubbles.

Wearing Dad’s jumper.

Walking in the woods with dad

Making Fred laugh with chasing and tickles and flips

Frozen

I felt more positive when I woke up. It felt good to finish the sewing and tidy the house, listening to BBC 6 and the obscure Christmas songs. Including the bird related ones.

A long walk through Highgate Woods with Jen

Trying to walk through the mud.

Going out for a walk around the park

Leaning against my favourite tree and looking at the huge circle of yellow leaves she’s dropped

Waking up to nice messages and spending the day daydreaming, no matter how it actually turns out..

A long walk in the woods with Jim. Yellow leaves, grey sheep and green fields.

A home cooked Sunday lunch with loads of gravy.

No headphones, no traffic. Just quiet.

Birds singing during my morning meditation.

Walking through the park in the sun, my feet bouncing on the compacted mud, looking at the autumn leaves.

A hot chocolate with Adam. Which accidentally made me too chatty.

Sending snorting pig videos to James.

Taking a walk through the park in the afternoon to clear my head. And standing in the warmth of the sun.

The last 5 minutes of work, chatting and laughing and remembering why is nice to talk and laugh.

The Women’s Forum. Being part of another feminist, female space. And getting BGP into the office. Hopefully.

A walk round the park, leaning against my favourite tree.

Christmas vulva hymns lols with Jonny. La la la la laaa, la la la laaabia.

Sewing a little vulva Christmas tree decoration in my plant-y living room, with candles and fairy lights aglow.

Sacked off veganism for a veggie breakfast. Hello hash browns and veggie sausage.

A lovely sunny walk around the reservoirs. Featuring a moorhen that I thought was a beaver.

My dancing vulva.

Neal’s Yard in the sun.

Finally seeing Matilda.

Walking to Covent Garden

Walking along the parkland walk, veering off and up along the side, in between the trees.

More chats with Charlie and Jana over amazing Chinese food for Ming’s birthday.

Mashed potato.

The new river walk with the tiny fluffy birds.

Chatting with a happy Jonny, as I did his ironing.

Lots of vulva business admin. New email, updated shop, new designs. The works.

Walking along the River Lee, spotting two herons and eating blackberries.

My Vulva Gallery book arrived. It’s wonderful.

Dinner with Jonny and Dom, talking about drinking wee and living in caves.

A walk through Hampstead Heath with cute dogs and sunshine and a view of London.

Camden Arts Center. One if my favourite galleries in London. So calm and beautiful and never ever busy.

A nice message from Andrew.

Sewing a dungaree dress. And really quickly too.

A smile from a friendly pedestrian.

Buying a half price years porn subscription.

The beautiful flowers at the wake

Clearing all the stones off the path with Alec

Sunny Corner. The beautiful sea views and long evening shadows

A walk along the coast. Beautiful flowers, calm quiet air and the sea just there.

Walking down to town on my own, listening to music.

The head scab came off

A bath shower in the beautiful bathroom with the huge tub and the mirror wall.

A misty walk along the coast.

Church Cove. Sitting in the sheltered bit, watching the sea and the family playing. So peaceful.

Plus the incredible cream tea with the world’s best scone and the nicest possible owners in their adorable front room cafe.

And a little text from James, finally.

A walk along the canal. For work. Obvs.

A quick fix from the neurologist.

Vegan sausages and an early bedtime. I’m glad I bailed. I needed this time alone.

Sitting in the park at lunch, reading in the sun with a breast feeding woman next to me.

Feeling like I’m pushing for something at work. It was a long old day but it was good.

Walking back from the pool after work, through the park in the evening sunlight. I’m glad I went.

Black tulips!

The tree outside our house has sprouted out all green leaves since we’ve been away.

Walking down to Southwark. And then back up to almost King’s Cross.

My boobs illustration! Looks amazing.

Going for a walk along the railway line in the sun

Going for a second walk and smelling the grass

Yoga. For courage. Perfectly timed.

Freddie smacking himself in the head with a wooden spoon whilst playing the saucepans

A day by myself. Reading loads of my big heavy book on the sofa.

Finishing my silver top for the wedding.

Cooking three new recipes.

Yoga. Plant pruning. Sunny walk.

Walking in the woodsLols with some of the eggsFleabag. When she drops the award. When she stands up in the Quaker meeting.

A lie in! I slept until 9.30 and it was incredible.

Buying loads of delicious healthy things across a couple of shops and feeling good about all the good things I’m going to put into my body.

A cup of tea and a walk around the heath with Mo. Sunshine, nice chats and the tiniest bit of occasional brushing elbows and knees. Sweet and lovely.

A lie in. I slept till 9 and it was wonderful.

A lovely walk around regent’s park and seeing Primrose Hill for the first time.

Period. End of Sentence. So uplifting. We are the creators of the universe.

Watching the steam curl up the tiles in the beautiful shower

Going beyond the garden to the misty views and the chickens

Mossy stones and little rivers and green leaves and reflections on the water. Ducks, woodpeckers and dogs.

Sitting in the sun and feeling the warmth.

Stroking the dog on the tube on the way home

A long sunny walk in the countryside

Sitting on a bench in the sun in the middle of a little village to eat lunch

Fire, olives, Indian takeaway