26th june

a lovely day spent refilling my battered soul, worth sharing in images…..

first light

not quite ready to wake

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shuffling, sorting, filing

Perhaps it’s the wind, the gusty, unrelentless wind that’s been blowing with all its might ALL night. Or perhaps it’s the sorting of “stuff” (fondly??? known as stuff, though in reality it’s piles and piles and piles and boxes and boxes of seemingly neverending papers and things that once belonged to others) that I’ve [...]

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bits and pieces

ahhhh blessed procrastination!
I rose early (not unusual) to sit at the computer and finish a ridiculous job that I started for the shop which after much consultation with myself, is not only ridiculous but extremely time consuming and boring!!! HOWEVER….. I HAVE committed, and I HAVE learned (again) the lesson of thinking before saying “I [...]

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many memories

how does one put in words such a strong emotion as love for a mother? especially when those feelings are now aged and tangled with loss and grief. memories and feelings get blurred and all the bad bits forgotten
words just don’t seem to do any justice and seem unreal and so, for that reason, [...]

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in the name of art

“family moon” is on it’s way….. earnest work has begun, adversity in the form of a freezing cold studio will hopefully blossom into a piece for exhibition in late July for the Papermakers.
For now, some images which display the lengths I’ll go to to achieve great height….

I know it’s not very clear, but that would [...]

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Naked….

As my husband so diplomatically put it….”it all depends on your perception of NUDE”.
This month on the self portrait challenge site, we are being asked to post self portraits in the theme of “nude“. Hmmmm, having a photographer for a husband means that I do have a selection of tasteful images at my disposal…. [...]

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a birthday of favourite things….

Mutual admiration society
This is the earliest photo I can find of me, the earliest that is clearly dated on the back, in my mum’s handwriting, I was eighteen days old. I love this one – the stripy red blinds in the background, the “old” bottle and the matching red and white striped mat on [...]

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