Foggy St Andrews days:
Or as I like to call it haar; a cold sea fog common on east coast Scotland.
There is something so magical and mysterious about the end of the street not being visible, only the street lights marking the way. I have 9am lectures in the quad (pictured above) and it just adds to the splendour. It is now November and it gets dark during my 4pm lectures. The December exam timetable is out and the town is covered in Christmas lights, I'm ready for the festive season.
Sometimes I forget that I am at university because I want to be, not because I have to be. I am studying ancient history because I'm fascinated by the ancient world, my love of ancient history was reignited this week. A lot of the time I am reading about events or looking at photos of ancient sites,with nothing tangible available. I had a workshop on Roman numismatics or coinage as most people would recognise, this week and it was amazing. I got to hold and analyse a 2000 year old coin. I did have to wear surgical gloves and the coin itself was very tarnished but it was still a great experience. Next year I start studying archaeology as well which means even more opportunity to get my hands dirty and uncover history.
|Temple of Apollo|
Over the summer I got back into drawing and even started making videos but as soon as the university workload hit me I stopped. I've been making a conscious effort recently to keep time aside to be creative, no matter how busy I am. I live in such a beautiful town and I am constantly taking photos of it, I am trying to do something with these photos rather than keep them on my phone taking up vital memory. I've also put up some of my art around the house which is a nice reminder of what I can do when I make an effort.