Spring!

No processing here.

The colours and contrasts were astonishingly vivid this morning. I was supposed to be working but sat looking out at the blue air and butter-coloured light and could hear the birds in their frenzy of conversations about house building, and it was pretty soon obvious that resistance was futile.

It was a super-real three dimensional world, in three and a half dimensions. I walked and walked and the landscape seemed almost hallucinatory. My mental state upped its colour range, also, and I began to feel quite manic with ideas and plans and odd unsolicited thoughts.

Of course, there's a traditional consequence to mania, and sure enough, in a grey and chilly afternoon, tired from walking, all the important-seeming content of this morning has vanished like a mist.