Playing with filters and captured sunshine. The photo was taken some time ago on my phone and filtered using Hipstamatic. It's my entry this week for Debbie's Six Word Saturday.
Bright yellow sunflower in the sunshine
Numbers
The numbers were found at a caravan park in Umina -- a seaside suburb in New South Wales. My lovely in-laws chase the sun and warm weather. When winter arrives, they hook up the caravan to their car and leave for sunshine and blue skies up the coast. They have done so for a number... Continue Reading →
The lunch
I was recovering from a cold earlier this month. I had gone into work but discovered my body wasn't ready to get back to it. Wilting fast, I drove to the doctors and ducked into a Malaysian place for lunch. I ordered and tried not to hack up a lung as I waited for the... Continue Reading →
Watching Madame Butterfly on the harbour
It was a beautiful night. A warm night. A friend and I bought cheap-ish tickets to the Opera on the harbour. I left my husband and young son at home, and we saw fireworks and betrayal play out over the water. The giant orange ball was supposed to represent the rising sun. Alas for poor... Continue Reading →
Water
Taken one cold and wet morning on the way to work. Via the Daily Post Photo Challenge #16: Water
Those Jelly Drops
This story comes from the UK. By now it's probably done the rounds. But I wanted to collect this one. Lewis Hornby just made life a whole lot easier for seniors living with dementia by taking the time to understand them. The London based student wanted to help his own grandmother who was living with the... Continue Reading →
Pretty flowers at my breakfast table
It was just a little posy. But it was pretty. For Debbie's Six Word Saturday!
Tiny
Well, it was tiny when we saw it. Then I zoomed in and took the picture on my phone. Now it looks huge. My apologies to anyone who hates spiders. Via the Daily Post Photo Challenge #15: Tiny
Tooting my own horn
I haven't watched Nanette. I want to watch Nanette. I should watch Nanette. From the trailers, it seems like a soul-searing look at one woman's story. Someone who is, in her own words, "gender not-normal". "I don’t identify as transgender. But I’m clearly gender not-normal. I don’t think even lesbian is the right identity for... Continue Reading →
A sunny day above the clouds
There is a mountain in Hobart. I've always known it as Mt Wellington. But it reclaimed its aboriginal name not too long ago -- Kunanyi. On a clear day, you can see the Derwent river stretch before you and flow out to sea. Not that day though. We had gone up but the clouds covered... Continue Reading →
Red
Strong and vibrant. Red is one of my favourite colours. Via the Daily Post Photo Challenge #14: Red
Taking care
Funny thing about a cold. It seems to change in severity depending on who gets it in our household. When my husband gets a cold, he often claims he is at death's door. "I'm dying," he splutters through a mountain of used tissues. "We're all dying," my son jokes. "Well, I'm dying faster," his father... Continue Reading →
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