I’ve been back in New York for ten days now, and from Albany to Brooklyn it seems the awful weather is the topic of the hour. I mostly just stay quiet and nod in empathy, since no one wants to hear moaning from someone who’s so recently returned from sunnier settings. But the truth is I feel like I’m going through a long winter myself right now, at least metaphorically. I’m finding comfort in remembering that the things I’m struggling with are fairly universal — a loved one being very sick; anxiety over work; missing someone you just can’t be with; just feeling a little lost. But mostly, I’m finding comfort in remembering that spring always comes, and it will be here soon.
Apologies to anyone who follows me on Instagram, since versions of all these photos have shown up there. It was just one of those weeks where creativity was hard to come by. I am excited, though, about the posts coming up this week, which will cover my absolutely insane dive trip into Panama’s Coiba National Park. So if you’re all, um, enough of the sadlympics here let’s get onto the fun stuff! Then, well I don’t blame ya — check back in tomorrow for sunnier posts ahead.
A rare blue winter sky in my hometown of Albany
Fresh tulips to welcome me back home
Jean-Michel Cousteau speaking at the Beneath the Sea conference — attending was the highlight of my week
Whew, that was heavy. So, on the bright side, which photo is your favorite?