I don't want you to think that I am cheerful or anything.

I couldn't remember exactly what I wanted to say.

Organisms are a functioning assembly of cells seeking the survival of the being. Organisms are, in a sense, a swarm.

I am so frustrated at the primacy of cognition, consciousness, sentience, even.

What do you think this is? The surface of a planet? Something under the sea?

I had a revelation.

I'm not in the mood.

The world of matter out there becomes a world of consciousness in here.

... but before I saw him, I saw a kingfisher skimming down the river.

A bit of adverse weather, said one older lady, cheers everyone up.

The snow made familiar paths unfamiliar.

Why does FEELING matter so much anyway?

Marmalade is the sun in a jar. It is bitter and sweet.

To allow ourselves to be driven by the force of inspiration, vocation, seems unfitting in a rationalistic and individualistic society.

That's a bit of an overstatement but hey, I needed to use the photo and I like alliteration.

While running through the village I spotted these painted pebbles on the edge of the pavement.

The river flows fast and strong.

When I watched this cob swan bathing in the river today I was awe struck at his majesty.

On this wall someone has written a message condemning Dominic Cummings.

Sometimes you have to take the good with the bad...