Warm spring days

I spent two hours lying in the grass this afternoon, studying for the English modules exam tomorrow afternoon, in full sun with not a cloud to be seen. I was wishing I had a camera, but then thought “Where would I point it?” — a question which I could not answer. Perhaps skywards. Perhaps at the wisteria which hangs in purple splendour from the back veranda. It couldn’t capture all of it at once, though.

Photography fails to capture warmth, in the tactile sense. There is a weight to heat, which photography can convey but not replicate. I sat there, listening to music in the sun, wishing every day could feel as perfect as this did then. You know, those two hours of sun are probably the most I’ve had consecutively for… well, months now. That’s crazy. I need to get a nice lightweight laptop and a wireless base station for summer…