The numpty with a camera and a laptop
Lover and learner of photography, digital art and words.
A day in the life when the sun finally shone.
Yes… She is double jointed she scares me with it.
This just shows me that as much as they argue, the will always be there, Watching her back.
We ate ice-cream, my son, he does this on purpose to make me laugh. I do laugh and then rummage for the wipes.
We noticed the taxi window were open even if he still had his jacket on.
We people watched,
Broken.
This thing of beauty
once preserved,
will go to ruin
once purpose served.
Trusting, opening
every day,
as life takes toll
to cause decay.
A ray of hope,
a whispered token,
will leave it always,
destroyed and broken.
Time Machine
If I had a time machine,
and it was in my power
I would go back years gone by
and hand to you this flower.
I would pop into the future
and keep doing that forever,
because I’d need to know
that we had ended up together.
Pets and kids…
I love my kids, I really do but they answer back you see,
they give me massive attitude and that really does bug me,
My daughter’s room is a time bomb, crisp packets don the floor,
The good thing is the dog eats them and then heads back up for more.
The cat is more discerning, it is a place she will not go,
the mess is way too much for her, she would never stoop that low.
My dog is now my Hoover and my cat is unconcerned.
My pets are just way tidier is the thing that I have learnt.
Are you ready for your close up?
This week I have been messing about with close-ups. I bought some close up filters to give them a try, and although the lighting wasn’t brilliant I thought I would give them a run in the garden with my umm… well, weeds quite frankly.
The close up filters don’t fit on my zoom/macro lens and I am not sure how much of a difference they would make with that so I used my 18-55 lens. Hopefully I will figure things out and as usual end up going my own way rather than the ‘right way’ as is often my want.
Lots more practice with this yet. I have also decided that my next purchase will be an off camera flash to start playing with flash photography a little bit more. Still, lots of fun to be had with this first if the weather ever improves of course.
Obviously this isn’t a weed. ;-P
Dandelions are quite pretty really.
Mono-Bells
Inside an Alien purple bluebell
Conversations with my pets #5 – An actual conversation with Jack on video
Something a little bit different. I have been training my ex racing Greyhound Jack to stop what ever he is doing and run to my room and get onto my bed and lie down when I shout ’Jack, Bed’.
The reason I am doing this is because I am still trying to acquaint my cat and him and trying to get them both to understand that they are now sharing a living space.
Now, my cat will always be the boss and without wanting to disrespect her, the problem at the moment is largely with her in that she is a rescue also. Whist she is very loving she is not a lap cat so introductions are very hard as she will not be held and she escapes and scarpers. Of course his instinct is to chase any scarpery fluffy running away thing.
So, the ‘Jack, Bed!’ Stops him from chasing her and bit by bit as she realises she is not going to have a hulk of a hound on her tail she will hopefully stop scarpering so I can do the introductions properly and give the lady her throne back.
So, the training of the ‘Jack, Bed’ has been successful A bit too successful in that now he appears to have gone completely deaf in the actually getting back off the bed bit. (he sneaks on it all the time anyways).
This dog has so many funny quirks. Greyhound ears are brilliant in that they go in any direction. When Jack knows you want him not to do something his ignoring tactic is ears back and try to just not look at you at all. If he does look at you it is in the ‘just love me, leave me alone’ type way, eyes glazed over and I ‘cannot hear you’. Add to that I will also hide and pretend none of this is happening.
However his back leg appears to have a life of it’s own… it will find those ears, he always does this. When he excited the leg comes up to scratch his ears, when he is being asked to something he does not want to do, same thing. That leg is his subconsciousness and it gives him away each and every time.
So, this conversation with my pets is a typical me finding Jack firmly placed on my bed. Excuse my deep northern accent and the many, many, different tones of voice I use in trying to get his attention. This dog is the master of ignoring.
I won’t lie, I left him there, he was too cute. The ‘Jack, Down’ training will commence tomorrow I think.
Is my reader broken?
Now, I only ask this as I follow blogs because I enjoy looking at them and reading them and I really do try to read all the blogs I follow, all of them. I may not be able to do it on a daily basis but I rely on my reader to show me all the posts from the blogs I follow.
However, over the past few weeks I have noticed that blogs I am following at not all showing up in my reader.
Is this a known problem or am I doing something wrong? Also an explanation to anyone I am following if I am not liking your posts it is because I probably have not seen it.
It is kind of bugging me now and I just wanted to know if anyone else was having this problem and if so is there a way to resolve it?
Thanking you. No photo or poem… crisis mode.
Dancing to your song.
Did our paths meet in a past life,
two creative souls unheard?
Did you make the music with your mind,
to paint them on my words?
Is that is why we were meant to meet,
all those years ago?
Why even though we don’t want to be,
we can never quite let go?
Can you hear me when I write
gentle whispers of a song?
Carried on a summers breeze,
until you know there’s something wrong?
Then you are here unwrapping me,
and you tie me to the bed.
Hold me down and whisper,
until you are back inside my head.
I cannot resist this pull,
even though I know it’s wrong.
You play the music in my mind,
and I am dancing to your song.
That rush of passion will not abate,
as the years roll quickly by.
Then we step back to our own lives,
but we never say goodbye.
Daily Prompt – What is Love?
What is love? Warbled Howard Jones, A good question to ask.
Sat together on the prom with butties and flask?
Butterflies in tummy every time you see them smile
Missing your time together, pining for them all the while?
Thunderbolts and lightning, sonnets flying through the air?
Planning for the future knowing the other will be there?
That may be how it is for others, it is really not for me.
Cause no matter how I try I cannot make it work you see.
I find it too exhausting, all those emotional ups and downs.
Scrabbling for things in common when there is nothing to be found.
People wanting to change you into something that you’re not,
all the things you had about you end up put away, forgot.
I am not cold; far from it. I just never liked a gimmick,
and if the truth be told, I will confess I am a cynic.
So I got myself a cat instead, in fact, hell I went whole hog.
I went out and I got myself a really massive dog.
Perhaps I have never met so far the man who’s meant to be
my picture perfect soul mate who would not drain the life from me.
Happy with my life and unable to commit,
My kids, my camera and my pets, and really, so be it.
The Poet's Soul
This is a poet’s soul,
An endless stream of vivid colours spinning in a Pyrex bowl;
A soul that’s drawn to autumn lanes;
To window spills and summer rains,
The deepest frost-enveloped nights
Filled up with cracker box delights,
And wraith-sketched landscapes half complete;
The seams where juxtapositions meet;
And half-snatched, muffled conversations
Filled with secret connotations.
This is a soul that has no need for any orchestrated tears.
Weekly Photo Challenge – Patterns #2
I think I scared them a tad.
Sanderlings in flight
Posted these before in my blog, but this challenge is just great although I would like to take some new ones for it.
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/05/10/weekly-photo-challenge-pattern/
Weekly Photo Challenge – Patterns
I thought this chunky chap would fit quite nicely for this challenge until I get out with the camera this week to take some more pattern-y type photo’s.
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/05/10/weekly-photo-challenge-pattern/
You never held my hand.
A better love you said,
you will know how it should be.
Bought me gifts and listened,
when I banged on about me.
Walked for miles among the flowers,
making footsteps on the sand,
but the simplest thing you rarely did.
You never held my hand.
Such a simple side of tenderness,
a thing so easy done,
that means more than any token
of any heart too easy won.
If we never had a penny,
in this life that can’t be planned,
that never would have mattered
if you had only held my hand.
Grand gestured never were my thing,
I always knew that from the start.
It’s the little things that mean the most
to this simplistic heart.
Three guesses where we went this bank holibob weekend…
A different viewpoint
The things I wanted to shoot more than anything were the giraffes monkeys, orangutans, elephants and wolves.
The elephants were indoors and behind a really high thick metal fence that was not for zooming through, was still amazing to see them though and I did what I could under the circumstances.
The monkeys and orangutans were getting a new enclosure built so were not out at all… gutted. However, it was as always an amazing day.
I have literally hundreds of photographs but just posting a few for now. My favorite is the brazen monkey sunbathing with his baby and his …. ummm bits and bobs out, scratching his chest and looking like an animal version of the back stage of a Jeremy Kyle show.
Best bit of the day was the simplest for me, peacocks showing off to their females . I have not seen that up close since I was a child.
I really want to go back soon and get some more pictures. I have always felt a little uncomfortable with animals caged up but they all seemed quite happy and contented and well looked after. I cannot lie, I would much prefer to enjoy wildlife on a safari but you know, without that lottery win the zoo will have to do and it was worth every penny. Fabulous rare sunny day (god the weather here has been dire up to the last few days!) and I actually got a bit sunburn on the back of me neck!!
Roll on summer and this weather to continue so we can do more of this.
Changed me. Simplistic Rhyme, solitary picture.
All these things have changed me,
bit by bit,
the journey from a life
which did not fit.
Closing doors to past days,
letting go.
Removal from the things
I used to know.
A better way for us
is where I lead.
My children, pets, friends, love,
that’s all I need.
Contentment at this scale
I’ve never known.
Heart nourished the first time,
I have grown.
So, as we take our wander
by the sea,
I know there is no other
life for me.
I could not want for more,
or even less,
surrounded and enriched
by happiness.
Weekly Photo Challenge: From Above
Car park in Blackpool, playing with tilt and shift effect to make it look like a model.
Wiinter Gardens in Blackpool with tilt and shift effect.
On the Glass floor. Really strange feeling when you first walk on it.
View over Blackpool
Carpark, another tilt and shift effect.
http://dailypost.wordpress.com/2013/05/03/weekly-photo-challenge-from-above/
Anew
You take me to the flowers
with warm sun on my skin.
whispers of breeze
and endless hints of sin.
You make me act carelessly,
repair my heart anew.
Make my thoughts run deeply
satisfy my body too.
You hold no sadness in your heart,
of things that may have been.
Just daydreams of the future,
and places to be seen.
My mind has your attention,
my spirit you beguile.
days enhanced by happiness,
and completed by your smile.
Conversations with my pets #4 – Jack saw Geese for the first time ever.
Whoa… What are they?
They are Geese Jack
Geese, so not dogs then?
No, they are waterfowl, those and Swans are our biggest waterfowl.
Oh right, so they don’t bark and jump and slobber on me then like those dogs do?
Nooo.. they won’t do that, they are very loyal to each other and protective of each other though.
So, they won’t try to tear my face off like that cat does?
Nooo… They probably won’t go that far…
That’s nice, they seem really nice, I think I quite like these Geese things.
WHOAAAAA!!! What the hell are they doing…..?
TAKE ME HOME, RIGHT NOW!
Converations with my pets #3. Jack, it is rude to laugh!
Before he came to me, in his whole four-year life Jack had never ever been outside of the kennel and racetrack. He had never seen the outside world, ever in his life before that day. Every single thing he has seen since he came to live with us is completely alien to him.
Today Jack saw his first poodle.
I told him it was rude to stare and then laugh raucously.
He didn’t listen.
I had to take him home.
Inside my daughter’s room.
A sense of fear yet wonder,
time rushing by so soon.
The dollies changed to interests,
inside my daughter’s room.
That point where life can’t beat you,
endless possibilities of who she’ll be.
Such tender years with much to learn,
experience and see.
Transformations happen quickly,
I watch and can’t assume.
That those changes won’t be wonderful,
inside my daughter’s room.
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