Where I was 2008

I love the new year. I love that feeling of blankness stetching out ahead of me. All those new possibilities and empty pages in the diary.

I also love reminiscing, and as I ease myself into the new year (no flurry of resolutions here, just a one or two vague hopes and a few half thought out plans) I still spend a great deal of time looking back at the previous year. Usually I think to myself 'look how much happened!'

This is where I was in 2008.

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Spring: at home with a new apron; collecting the new season's eggs from Queenie, my most reliable layer; walking to work.

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Summer: in the south west of France for the May half term; at the uplifting madness that was the Secret Garden Festival (please note my boyfriend's chequer board haircut which seemed like an inspired idea after a few cocktails); driving up the M11 and being dazzled by the fields of rapeseed coming into bloom; in Cumbria for our summer holidays, bird spotting with the binoculars.

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Autumn: cycling through Victoria Park on the way to work; sitting with C in the community centre as O did her ballet class after school.

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Winter: walks to the local park; yomps through Epping Forest in the low winter light.

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I can't even begin to imagine which photos I will put here at the end of 2009. Let's see what will unfold.