So for some reason I kept waking up in the middle of the night. I just couldn't seem to switch my brain off. Business ideas, inventions, blog posts, travel destinations, breakfast options and academic pursuits were whizzing through my consciousness completely unannounced. This happens to me on occasion - probably a product of subclinical hypomania and the overuse of bright screens prior to sleeping.
I tried all the usual tricks like going for an aimless walk around the apartment, drinking a glass of milk and listening to my go to jazz playlist dominated by Wes Montgomery. I even did the husband trick of waking Grace up to inform her of my lack of sleeping success - she was thrilled.
In the end it got to about 4.30am when I decided to go out and take some photos. Landscape photography is a bit like meditation or low intensity yoga I guess. It gets you outdoors and requires you to focus (sorry for the pun. Not one of my best).
I decided Clovelly was a goer. Great mix of rocks and water and a ridiculous number of don't dive/jump/slip off the cliff signs to give scale to the shots. Many photographers go to great lengths to get these touches of civilisation out of the shot. I don't mind them to be honest - they add scale and reference.
Here are the results.