Lately I've been thinking about how little I want to do things when it's cold. The idea of my warm, comfortable bed and its plethora of cushions, blankets and love is often more than enough to make me question leaving the house even if it's thirty minutes before I have to be somewhere.
It's hard to explain how much colder I tend to get than most humans I know. But you know when it's several degrees too warm in a room and it's time to take a few layers off? That, with the layers on, is precisely what I find comfortable temperature-wise. It's weird, maybe I should look into it.* The point is sometimes I feel like I can't possibly handle any weather that isn't glaring sunshine and warmth. I've learned to shut up and to internalise a lot of my Cold Complaining but it's still there puncturing my plans and decisions, when it really shouldn't (90% of the time).
The thing is, though, upon reflection I am immensely blessed to live in a country where our winters allow us to do what you see in these photos. Quite literally, in the middle of winter, two of my friends and I spontaneously decided to go swimming and then spent the late afternoon playing around on the rocks until golden hour. That is barely winter by any worldly conventions, now is it?
It also begs the question: what am I even complaining about half the time with such a gorgeous place to call home?
Answer: Nothing really. I just shouldn't be complaining, there is nothing to complain about.
Also, a big thank you to the two beautiful ladies featured in the photos: Alex (the lovely brunette), and Amy (the glorious blonde). Initially, I had the intention of doing a very casual photoshoot thing with Amy not sure where or what, but last minute ocean plans solved those questions. The result was some lovely little snaps of summer in the winter feels.
Unfortunately, I wasn't too familiar with the camera I was working with so I wasn't happy with a lot of the shots because of over exposure and general setting incompetency. But I do really enjoy the several that are above :-) thanks for being wonderful to photograph, you two.
Photo credit: Alex (thanks, chicka)
And finally, here's a photo I did not take but am in - reuniting with an old, watery friend.
*I figure it has something to do with my low level of fitness. I'm working on it, I promise. One day I shall be able to circulate my own body appropriately. Dream big.
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