Late summer impressions - from the heart and from a city

From the heart...

Back from a "Friends' Working Weekend" at Embercombe last night.

Feeling dreamy and strangely emotional today. It feels like Embercombe and the experiences surrounding it have stoked that fire in me again, and perhaps putting pen to paper (I am now copying this from handwritten notes - the keyboard feels strangely uncomfortable after the pen gliding across the paper) is making me admit it to myself. I feel shy and vulnerable in front of myself. Perhaps that is why I am prone to tears while writing and re-reading this.

"Why?" and "Why!"

Welcome to my blog!

First off, a few answers and definitions:

• Why the title?

impression [ɪmˈprɛʃən] n
1. a strong effect produced on the intellect, feelings, conscience, etc.
2. the first and immediate effect of an experience or perception upon the mind; sensation.
3. the effect produced by an agency or influence.
4. a notion, remembrance, belief, etc., often of a vague or indistinct nature: He had a general impression of lights, voices, and the clinking of silver.
5.a mark, indentation, figure, etc., produced by pressure.
Source: http://dictionary.reference.com/browse/impression (20/03/2012) 

I chose "impressions", because it seems appropriate for what goes on in a blog - I intend to post to my blog only when I have been "impressed" by something. Very often this is the truest of our responses to something, as it is instinctive and happens before any learned or habitual thought kicks in.