Pictures from a Walk

Peace

A Change

Hair dyed and cut by beautiful Sophia.

What do you think?

(Saturday) and Sunday in Pictures

A collection of wonderfully relaxing moments from a weekend that probably should have been used to write essays...



A two year old took this picture... she's pretty good for someone who just realised she has opposable thumbs.
This is her, my cute little cousin Clare.

Go away, Monday!

Victoria Park

Perfect Strangers

Hello poppets, it has been a long while, hasn't it? Here are some snapshots from my life in the last... whew, it must have been more than ten days.

I have eaten bacon and eggs on pretty blue crockery.
I have walked through the southern woods in the evening.
I have captured some serendipitously beautiful images.

I saw a possum. It was cute.

I have drunk a lot of tea with my best friend.
I have posed in an effort to continue with the 30 Days of Self experiment.
I have done a lot of waiting in my very comfy shoes.
I have realised that my best friend is an Adonis in flannelette. (I love you, Roman.)
I have done so much yet I feel run off my feet. I never stop loving life but I often desire to put some elements of it on pause. Oh for a life of painting, baking, kissing and picnics - and nothing else.

I thank God for my beautiful friends and of course my best friend Roman for stopping me jumping off a bridge in the last very very stressful week. Hopefully my blogging will become more regular from now on.

Fingers crossed!

Sunday in Pictures and Days 6 & 7

I spent my Father's Day morning cooking up some yummy strawberry pancakes for Dad and myself. This is the result.

And the rest of the morning eating my own concoction.
I spent the majority of the day writing a very long essay.
But then got to spend the sunny afternoon rereading my favourite book for the fortieth time.
And ended my weekend with a barefoot wander through the grass.

Days 3, 4 & 5

On Wednesday, I was tired and grumpy.
I slept on my beanbag. It made me feel a little bit better.
On Thursday, I was happy.
This is probably my favourite self-portrait so far, even if it's not really just a 'self '. My life is dedicated to maintaining that beautiful smile on his face.
Today I'm sitting next to a piano, discovering different camera functions.

All I can say is, bring on the weekend.

Day Two, and Spring has Sprung

Spring means...

Cherry-blossoms in sumptuous full bloom,

Sandals and canvas pants treading over clover patches,

The big blue sky staying blue,

Baby duckies!

And picnics with beautiful friends.

In other news, today's self portrait comes courtesy of Venetian blinds. Couldn't decide between these two so I'm just going to put them both up.

Thirty Days of Self: Day One

I decided to join in on Umberdove's Thirty Days of Self experiment a couple of days ago, and now it's the first of September and I am ready to go.

The idea really appealed to me because I thought it would challenge me to let go of my vanity and try be objective and artistic about my own face and body.

I'm starting on day one with a very simple image that I don't think it particularly flattering but is the truest profile of myself I can give. In the next thirty days my pictures will most likely become more and more obscure, bizarre and elaborate, but for now I am offering a tabula rasa of sorts to begin.