When the sun is setting, between dusk and darkness, there is a moment when the light turns blue. And the world stops for a heartbeat.
Getting back into the habit of taking photos has made me much more appreciative of little things. For example, I am not sure if I’ve ever before looked at a straw closely enough to realise it actually makes a little dent in the water.
The weekend becomes quite uneventful, when your husband is sick (it’s not quite the man-flu but the next worst thing…). Thus I spent my weekend reading and playing with some shapes in the water.
With all the fancy trinkets in the kitchen, there is still nothing that quite brings the same joy of cooking as a good mortar.
While we were on holiday, the winter sneaked in. With the change-of-season flu going strong, cup of tea and fire are the perfect way to end an evening.
I’ve spent the last week in a trip with no laptop, and no internet – and frankly better things to do than edit photos… So I apologise for the delay in posting these.
Packing is never fun. At best it is quick and relatively painless. At worst it is… well… as if you were trying to try to pack for a trip where the weather can be anything from 5-30 C, you are not sure what you’ll be doing, or where you’ll be going. But you know there will be no possibility of buying anything you may have left behind.
While all of my European and American friends are excited for the spring, the evenings are getting colder and shorter here in the Southern Hemisphere. Luckily there are still few days to dip in the pool and enjoy the heat.
I don’t think there is any fruit as happy as a naartjie. The colour alone will make you smile.
Breakfast with the ladies to celebrate an upcoming wedding. Sunshine and a lot of laughter. Perfect start to a Wednesday.
One area I really need more practise on is my Photoshop skills. I have a long list of projects I want to try, but due to limited time today (work gets in the way of the best photography), I just did one of the easy classics.
My failed attempts at boot-photography kept bugging me, so I decided to give it another go. I failed. Instead, Merlin became fascinated by the mirror – after a long hesitation on whether it was to be trusted. After all, you never know if you may just fall thru.
Blue Moment 