Happy Mothers Day everyone.I am going out to see my daughter Veronica and we will be having scones with jam and cream. I am going to dig out my Great Aunt Joan’s, Royal Doulton tea cups and we will sip cups of tea from proper tea cups.
It will be nice.
I am seriously pushed for time this morning, so without further ado here is this weeks Sunday Selections.
I take a lot of photos and most of them are just sitting around in folders on my desktop not doing anything. I thought that a dedicated post once a week would be a good way to share some of these photos that otherwise wouldn’t be seen by anyone other than me.
I am also remarkably absent minded and I put photos into folders and think that I will publish them later on and then then I never do.
So I have started a photo meme that anyone can join in and play as well. The rules are so simple as to be virtually non existent.
Just add your name and URL to the Mr Linky.
Publish your photos on your blog using the “Sunday Selections” title.
Link back here to me.
There was much talk about the “super moon” on twitter the other night, I couldn’t see that this full moon was any different from any of the other full moons I have seen before. Now I know that this moon was closer to earth, yada yada yada but because I live in the country and don’t suffer from adverse light pollution, I have a wonderful clear view of the night sky every night.
I absolutely adore the full moon but I can’t be bothered dragging out the tripod and taking photos like a proper photographer. I just run around the house snapping away madly freehand, and hoping like hell I don’t trip over anything in the dark.
I get very bored with my own images very quickly, I mean how many photos of the full moon does one woman need? And the moon does end up looking like a speckly peeled orange with all those segments after a while. So I have lots of photos like these ones as well, where I am endlessly fascinated by the patterns the branches make.
I am more interested in the texture of the branches and the circle of light bleeding into the clouds than the actual moon itself. I have just used the moon as a handy source of light.
Anyway enough with the moon, last week we went fishing for a bit and this photo shows young players how not to hold their rod when targeting Tassie Black Bream. David was rolling a smoke and if a bream had taken his bait he would have lost his rod as well as a tooth or two.