Saturday, 5 March 2016
5.3.2016
i'm being robbed of my favourite season, its autumn already but the 35 degree heat persists. i want the cold and the still and the soft light, i want to be able to walk through leaves wearing scarves and cardigans. please. anyway i've been reunited with my old canon, hence some shaky pictures of today.
Thursday, 14 January 2016
feelin' nostalgic
life looked good through my canon powershot circa 2009, or at least i think it did. trying to get my hands on another (for old times sake) after its demise - currently trawling gumtree. i have been meaning to post every time something happens but never do, hopefully if i get a hold of one i'll get snap happy and take photos of everything. i really should be doing more on film though.
Monday, 30 November 2015
I'm feeling a bit strange at the moment, my lovely cat Mortimer has gone missing, I've been looking through all my old photos of him and through my old life and I feel such a tremendous sense of loss.
There's so little I can do for him and it's infuriating, I can't help but feel I would give up everything to be sitting back on my bed again in the sun with him. I don't feel like myself anymore.
There's so little I can do for him and it's infuriating, I can't help but feel I would give up everything to be sitting back on my bed again in the sun with him. I don't feel like myself anymore.
Tuesday, 26 May 2015
Sunday, 11 January 2015
To reclaim a bit of anonymity as well as motivate myself, I've re-named and re-purposed my blog - hopefully to encourage me to share my projects and makings, actually to even make in the first place. As well as carrying on posting my photography, I'll try and share my knitting and sewing, my music, and anything else I get into - I'm not very good at any of these things, but I do try - that's the main thing, I tell myself.
Tuesday, 14 April 2009
we fled the falling autumn leaves this easter, escaping to stay with family on the coast of nsw, where the breeze still felt slightly warm against my skin, and the ominous sense of winter wasn't looming over our heads in the form of red and orange clustered branches.
most of the weekend was spent flicking through stacks of old photographs, which is a grand way to spend ones time in my opinion, and gathering the treasures left behind by my grandparents along the way...
i just love old photographs...
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