Bear Creek: Reprise...

The days are short this time of year. My mind is slow, foggy. A mix of a cold (and hence Long Covid symptoms exacerbated) and general fatigue. It is hard to find things to talk about, positive things at least...

In these moments, where I doubt myself a little it can be useful to spend some time in the past, to look back at my 'greatest hits' (and some not so great) and enjoy the photos, the memories and such - as well as reflecting on what they have taught me, here in the present, that I can use to step forwards.

Bear Creek never really went anywhere - quite literally as it had no fiddle sticks. It is the forgotten 'two point plan', born before Pont-y-dulais had even left my workshop - exploring the option of alternative settings in a similar footprint. Looking back at these photos I think it shows what is possible when creating expansive stories in a limited space - the textures combined well with the watercolour backscene, but the lack of operational interest and the very poignant and direct connection to my Dad (the Shay) was, in hindsight, always going to mean a short life. It was quickly sold and the space went on to be used by Paxton Road and the N gauge journey that has carried me forwards...

So as I sit here pondering what next, I can feel confident that whatever follows will build on my experiences. I am confident that some layout themes and genres are 'done', finished - whilst others continue to peek my interest, and that these quiet, reflective moments, facilitated by low mood, are a useful opportunity for growth - by remembering what I have achieved so far, and being open to new opportunity and experience. Until next time, more soon...

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