Showing posts with label tired. Show all posts
Showing posts with label tired. Show all posts

Wednesday, April 15, 2015

I faced the unmagical

I'm feeling tired, but I'm not sure whether it is due to being busy at work, and the amount of exercise I have been getting recently. In any case, I didn't have energy to go through my photo stream at Flickr searching for a good set of photographs for a posting; I just took the two newest ones.

(Posting title is from the poem North by Seamus Heaney.)

Wednesday, September 25, 2013

Impressions in exchange for this

I haven't been able to sleep properly recently, and so I'm rather tired. They say that tiredness may be good for creativity, but on the other hand it is very bad for careful rational thinking. Oh well.

(Posting title is from the poem Trying to see the proportional relation by Ariana Reines.)

Monday, May 27, 2013

These are the feet of summer

Here are two photographs from Saturday, taken at Meiko where I went walking with the children. I walked for three hours on Saturday, first at Meiko, and later at Luukki, with my youngest daughter. On Sunday the tiredness caught up with me, and I didn't take photographs, or go out walking. Today I commuted by bicycle once again, and didn't feel so tired any more.

(Posting title is from the poem Fable of the Ant and the Word by Mary Barnard.)

Wednesday, August 22, 2012

My shadow pinned against a sweating wall

Today I didn't take any photographs. It has been some time since this happened, but I was just too tired. I got over two hours of exercise when commuting and when walking to meetings, but I think I got tired mainly because of the busyness over the last few days. Well, it is good to relax every once in a while.

The two photographs show here are from yesterday.

At home I finished reading The Fallen Man by Tony Hillerman. I enjoyed the slow-life sentiment of this novel; an action-packed triller would not have fit my feelings today. Well, the book described rock-climbing, but not in such a manner that it would have generated too much anxiety.

Posting title is from the poem In a Dark Time by Theodore Roethke, selected because it fits the mood.