I feel like it has been SUCH a long time since I picked up my camera and just took photographs of nature. I used to love going for walk just my thoughts, my camera and I.
I woke up to the beautiful sight of snow this morning. Real white snow on a Sunday in December, and not just a sprinkling of snow but lots of it covering everything in its path.
Snow in England is rare. Snow in England, in December and so close to Christmas? Is almost unheard of. Snow is so rare that when it does snow, the entire country seems to be forced to a standstill.
Sometimes I feel like I can’t keep up with the busy pace of life. There are so many things that I tell myself I should be doing. There are even more things I expect myself to be doing.
But watching the flurries of snowflakes make their way to the ground gave me a sense of calm. There were no cars on the road and not another person in sight, just the gentle sounds of snowfall.
Why do I put so much pressure on myself to do it all? It doesn’t all have to happen at once but more importantly, it doesn’t all have to happen.
Its okay to slow down and just go for a walk with my thoughts, my camera and I.
To just stop and admire nature.
To do the things I truly enjoy doing rather than the things I tell myself I should be doing.
To take my time on the little things that matter to me.
To take life one moment at a time.
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