We don't get a lot of seasonal colour this far north and by the time I'm able to visit Taranaki again autumn will be long gone, so I'm delighting in the persimmon tree more than I normally might. Half the tree looks to be dead but it was still fruiting all over a few weeks ago.
I've got a case of the "can't be bothereds" today. Like the persimmon tree only part of me is functioning. I was going to say blooming but that would be a gross exaggeration. I feel like I'm somewhere between apathetic and melancholic. I wonder why? Can't think of any explanation. Maybe it's to do with lack of stimulation, both mental and physical. Best go for a walk.