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Funks and Photos…

I think I have been suffering from post-event funk.

You know. Where you gear yourself up into about 10th gear for a few months, juggle a few dozen things, miraculously keep most balls in the air, begin to fantasize about doing NOTHING for just FIVE minutes… and then … FINALLY, it’s over, you relax and …

Well, everything sags. And the view seems to be tinged with just a little bit of blue.

Post-event blue funk.

Kind of like swimming through glue.  I hate feeling like that.  I am generally an ‘up’ kinda gal, and sometimes I think it would be healthy to wallow a little more in my ‘down time’ but the ‘happy chappy’ side of me complains like crazy when the ‘sad lad’ side gets the upper hand.  Did any of that make any sense at all? You SEE what I am dealing with here?  My internal demons are messin’ with mah head…

But it’s okay. I am pulling out of it.

Mother Nature is helping. (Doesn’t she always?)

She let the Liquid Amber tree beside our house brighten my (somewhat grey) day.

And I did something I haven’t had time to do for a while – I grabbed the Nikon and just took photos for the hell of it.

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The colours are quite glorious…

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With just enough lonely melancholy touches to keep me happy.

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I’m a fan of the odd melancholy moment.  As long as it’s external to me.

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You?

(Go on, don’t tell me I’m the only freak who loves a good lonely leaf or empty branch?)

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This photo made me happy.  I love the out-of-focusness of it. (It that ain’t a word, it jolly well should be!)

And then I looked over and saw this.

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Autumn leaves totally posing for me.

I did NOT arrange these leaves (seriously, I am way too random to arrange anything).  But aren’t they perfect?

Ha.

And then, despite the fact that my house is messy, my lawn unmown, my hair a disaster and that I had to be in town in less than two hours to get my sore toe seen to (another story!) I sat down and opened Photoshop and WordPress.  The final stage of BB Therapy 101.

🙂

How do you pull yourself out of funks?

 

13 Comments

  • Kelly

    Love your leaves!! I only know what a Liquid Amber is because I posted a “gumball” photo awhile back and folks commented about it coming from a Liquid Amber tree. We call them Sweet Gums around here. Absolutely gorgeous no matter what they’re called!

    My best cure for the blues is to take a good look around and remind myself just how very blessed I truly am.
    Kelly´s last blog post ..I Spy – Clouds

  • J

    I too am having a really shitty funky time with heaps going on. Elderly sick inlaws, aftermath of a friend’s suicide and my own kids being fairly irresponsible and trashing the house with all their gear strewn everywhere. Ah soldiering on! At the moment work is giving me a reprieve and something else to focus on. Probably cos ive been doing it for 13 years i am on autopilot at work and can multitask and achieve so much its very soothing.

  • Kate

    They are perfect, those posing leaves. And I love a good blurry photo now and then. In fact, some of my most favorite shots are photos with a sweet spot like that, and shallow depth of field. As far as funks go, usually a walk will pull me out of one, you know – some exercise. However, sometimes I do enjoy a good wallow in a funk. And then it’s over with.
    Kate´s last blog post ..Satisfaction

  • debby

    I climb into bed with a good read, and I read until I fall asleep. Generally I feel better when I wake up.

    The leaves of your Liquid Amber tree look a lot like our maple trees. Do you have maples in Oz?

  • Sal

    Grab myself a hug from someone who makes me smile, it always helps. The best part about being flat, is we seem to bounce back higher. Hope your bouce is back soon! Sending hugs your way from a cold, grey Coolah today. xo

  • Hippomanic Jen

    I’m planning total breakdown for the weekend of the 2&3 June, swiftly followed by operation “I’m going overseas in 10 days – mad rush” I’m not certain that will cure the post-event blue funk, but it should ought to.

  • Hippomanic Jen

    It’s actually interesting thinking about the concept – My Grandad, after finishing his first tour in bomber command during WWII, said that day was euphoric, but the next one he couldn’t have been lower if they’d lost the whole war. Demonstrates your principle perfectly – I don’t know what he did to get over it. Getting back to Australia would’ve helped! (VE day happened during his post-tour leave).

  • Margie from New York

    Hey Bush babe!

    How are Horseradish and Bayleaf? Haven’t heard any updates lately? Inquiring minds want to know! 🙂

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