Tomorrow

Tomorrow - last day of 2010 - and a Friday too. Friday's are my self portrait days. So will 2010 go out with a bang or a whimper I wonder…. I have a couple of ideas in mind but I'll have to wait to see how they work out. I also have ideas for more photo projects in the new year though the way my mind is working I shall need more days in my weeks if I am going to get them all up and running. We shall see!

Here's lookin at you...

Heading for...

Who knows what we are heading for - some things we shall undoubtedly deserve, some maybe not. Some we can dodge and some will hit us full in the face. There is no way to be prepared - no Boy Scout ethos will assist us. So, let's hope that 2011 will be kind and benign to us all. We can but hope.

Spring seems so far away…...

Over or not

So there it's been and gone in a flash. All the chaos and panic and spending must have been worthwhile because you all did it last year and doubtless will do just the same next! Not that I'm criticising  anyone, given the chance I'd be in there up to my neck in tinsel and wrapping paper, wondering if I'd prepared enough sprouts (probably too many!)  But it's not to be so I must console myself with………….. the SALES.
Now this I can do and shall…right now…..

No Words…...just wandering

The Festive Season

Oh how I approach this time of year with a whole bunch of mixed feelings. Being an only child is a bit of a double edged sword, you get spoiled (if you're lucky/unlucky!) and there tend to be precious few parties and celebrations. I get slightly miffed by people who have large families and who proceed to reject the gatherings, parties and general family togetherness. The natural order of life dictates that family groups change, births and deaths, separations and divorce mean that they are ever regrouping. So when you think about "Auntie Flo" and what a fun sense of humour she has for an old bird just remember to spend some time with her…..while you have the chance.
It's very cold and I woke to ice on the inside of the windows…hmmm another jumper and a second pair of socks methinks!

Nearing home

Dartoor

Last trip of the year

Four days in France have flown by and now it's time to close up the house until the New Year. It will be well into February before another visit will be possible due both to other commitments and the fact that the most convenient ferry doesn't start to run again until then. This trip has been marred by my illness which, true to form, is getting better now it's time to leave. How annoying. A walk in the snow and a trip to Josselin is about all that has been managed, though the rest of the time has been relaxing to a certain extent. At least there were no jobs to be done.
So now for the trip to Roscoff and then home. Friends have warned of the state of the roads so it could be an interesting drive. Time will tell. As usual my feelings are mixed, the level of relaxation I get here is far and above that I have at "home" with it's many and varied pressures. But then it is home and here in France is "holiday". Best not to blur the edges I feel.

My nod towards Christmas

No Words

No words

Ferry travel

The trip to France was on MV Pont Aven, the big one, with shops. I only mention the shops in passing as this trip I only made one very small purchase - am I sickening for something?! The journey to Plymouth hadn't been as bad as was expected but the 25 minute wait to drive through the Customs Shed was a bit much especially as they didn't appear to stop anyone - too cold maybe!  So once on board it was straight for the restaurant and dinner. No wine allowed as I have new pain relief tablets, that's going to be annoying in the extreme. The crossing was smooth and arrival prompt as always. The journey on from Roscoff to No.2 home should take about an hour and forty minutes but  the snow got deeper and as the roads were not gritted it took nearer to three hours.
There is always a lovely sense of anticipation as the house comes into view. It's a place to relax without the burden of worrisome housework/gardening/maintenance etc. It's the perfect house really, no garden, no carpets and therefore little dust and very little clutter. The fire is lit and the place is beginning to feel warm,while I'm feeling the heat from the laptop!  Now for a quiet few days before the trek home.

Snow

First one out this morning.

Woke up to snow today, in common with the rest of the country I guess. I had hoped it might not materialise, though I had been warned several times that it was on it's way. So packing for the trip to France will have to be a bit different. Wellies, a shovel, a couple of blankets have been added to the ever growing pile. There was I yesterday extolling the virtues of packing light....ha! But then those of you who know me knew it wouldn't last, I like my creature comforts when it comes to clothes/makeup/shoes etc.Anyway the ferry booking has been changed and the 4 x 4 will be in use. The very first time I drove it over I was directed to the very lowest level of the ferry where I was surrounded and well and truly dwarfed on all sides by lorries. I don't know what I did to deserve that and it was a bit scary but we  survived.

 Well the sun is out and the sky is blue so I'm off to take some more photos. You never know it might all be melted by tomorrow!

Woke up to snow today, in common with the rest of the country I guess. I had hoped it might not materialise, though I had been warned several times that it was on it's way. So packing for the trip to France will have to be a bit different. Wellies, a shovel, a couple of blankets have been added to the ever growing pile. There was I yesterday extolling the virtues of packing light....ha! But then those of you who know me knew it wouldn't last, I like my creature comforts when it comes to clothes/makeup/shoes etc.Anyway the ferry booking has been changed and the 4 x 4 will be in use. The very first time I drove it over I was directed to the very lowest level of the ferry where I was surrounded and well and truly dwarfed on all sides by lorries. I don't know what I did to deserve that and it was a bit scary but we  survived.

Blogs

I really must get into the habit…..that said I spend an age reading other blogs and wishing I could produce something similar. Perhaps I'm one of life's readers not writers.  My Mum always did say I had my nose in a book far too much for it to be good for me! Goodness knows what she'd have thought of the internet. One blog I turn to regularly for a good, thought provoking and often humorous read is:

http://amodernmilitarymother.com/

I have recovered from my trip to Cambridge - the walking was ok when I was doing it and popping pills, it was just when I stopped that the problems started. At least I didn't have to rush and better still didn't have several bags to carry - thanks to the nagging of a certain friend ! I actually got a change of clothes into my camera bag (had to leave a lens behind) Never known the like before…..only one pair of shoes, one change of frillies and a T shirt.  I should be keeping this quiet really as I normally travel with a couple of large bags - to cover all eventualities you understand. Ah well memories are short…I hope!

Cambridge was wonderful, the company was, as ever, superb and the photography sublime.

No Words but a touch of frost

No Words just Chrome

Light

Light is essential for a photographer and they go on at great length about having to have the "right" quality of light though I am training myself to follow one famous photographer who says  "light…any f*****ing light", or words to that effect :)  Cameras today are very sophisticated and can cope with a myriad of situations though, of course you do have to know just a bit about the settings to use.  I didn't have much light yesterday, it was changing very quickly so it was a bit of a waiting game.  Worth the wait though.

Simplicity

Suddenly halfway through applying my eyeshadow I burst into tears - now as every woman knows that's a bad time to cry, only slightly better than whilst applying mascara. A mascara wand in the eye is really very sore!  Back to the tears - the reason for them was a sudden and very vivid image of my Mum, out of the blue so to speak, no prior thoughts just Mum.  Strange how the brain works. It's been over 4 years now since she died and that I find hard to believe….where do our lives go?  They flit by for the most part and we don't notice. Thanks Mum for making me notice.