Showing posts with label moods. Show all posts
Showing posts with label moods. Show all posts

Sunday, March 27, 2011

Change of season, change of mood

It's autumn (fall) in Melbourne. To me, this means

  • the International Flower & Garden Show, 
  • early evenings on our patio, before it gets too cold
  • cloudy mornings and sunny afternoons, 
  • the return of roasts and soups, 
  • turning leaves, 
  • the first fire of the year,
  • the aroma of coffee on a cold morning,
  • the taste of rosemary mushrooms with bacon,
  • time for a clean up around the house & garden before winter,
  • restlessness… 
  • knitting frenzy after a summer hiatus,
  • dark red and browns and greens,
  • the last roses,
  • the spicy smell of herbs,
  • the feel of my lap rug
  • pears
  • dinner party time (it's too hot to cook in summer)
  • long rambling walks…
and long rambling blog posts as well.

Does your mood change with the season? Do you respond to the weather? Or are you the same no matter what's happening outside?

Monday, May 17, 2010

When the mood takes us

I don't really feel like posting tonight. I've had a hard day, I'm cold and frankly I just don't feel inspired. So negative inspiration led me to the subject of today's entry.

I think most of us have times when we're like the little girl with the little curl: when we are good we are very, very good, but when we are bad we are rotten.

When I feel well, feel happy, and - most important - feel appreciated, I can move mountains. I can be efficient, good-tempered (even in the teeth of provocation), insightful, industrious... you get the idea.

Then, the wind changes, or my head aches, or it's been a little while since I was praised, or I'm coming down with a cold, or I'm annoyed with my spouse, or... you get the idea. Since I'm a grown-up, I don't let "don't feel like it" completely derail my life. I still get the must-dos done, although sometimes other things slide. The joy of doing is often absent.

I'm intrigued by this. What happens to turn our mood? Where does inspiration go when it hides from us? Do you know?

This is post 12 of 100 posts.