I don't know how this is relevant to Christmas, but let's just roll with it.
(Photography by Lenne)
I'm generally anxious about potentially romantic holidays such as Christmas Day, New Year's Eve, Valentine's Day and even My Birthday if I don't have anything exciting planned in advance (e.g alcohol intoxication).
Which is why it was kind of surprising, even for someone like me who's easily infected (by viruses), to be experiencing warm, fuzzy feelings this festive season. And considering how I've been dreading Christmas for fear of a heightened lesson in loneliness, I'd say that it's been pretty awesome. It's always comforting to know that your happiness doesn't have to depend on another.
These photos were taken during a truly magical day I spent in Perth, during a very happy point in my life. I had gone exploring, and was standing alone in a vineyard when a flock of brilliantly coloured birds filled the sky. They were merely inches above me when they swooped overhead, and as a city girl who's never been remotely near the wild, I stood frozen to the spot. Frozen with a newfound awe of nature, and frozen with the newfound realization of the insignificance of our existence.
What an awkwardly honest festive post. Maybe it would've been simpler to link that fateful incident1 to miracles, then attempt to use that to bring up the birth of Baby Jesus?
1 My phone fell into an MRT (train) track this day last year, and it's still alive! And I haven't misplaced it. Yet.





















