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These are the salad days.
Some might call this an Indian Summer, but they would be wrong. There has been no frost as yet, so this is just a very late summer.
For what seems like the past week, we have had nothing but unbroken sunshine, weather which allowed us to see the lunar eclipse two days ago, and means that I am greeted with stunning sunrises and sunsets each day.
For lunch, and even for breakfast some mornings, I can sit and eat on the patio, as what wildlife is about, insects and birds, busy themselves for the thing times ahead.
I am feeling much better after the triple whammy of a cold, allergy attack and migraines of the weekend. But, I have a chesty cough, and to make the poor breathing easier, I need fresh air. So, after the busy part of the day passed, I took myself out for a walk.
It did look like summer, but the hedgerows are full of berries, and the fields have mostly been harvested, ploughed and re-seeded. The year presses on, and the farmer's work is never done.
I walk across the now empty fields, the dried beans have been collected, and now the fields await their next crop. After much heavy rain, but none for over a week, the ground is quickly drying out, but where farm machinery has struggled up steep tracks, chalk has been turned into white mud. Walking is tricky, but with careful footwork, it is passable.
With the fields now mostly empty, I stop at the top of Otty Bottom Road, I mull over whether to walk to the cliffs, but I am happy with what I have done, so turn for home, with a few tasks yet to do, and maybe a treat of a bottle of porter once I get inside.
just messing around with my new strobes and a borrowed 60mm micro lens. i really like the way the blue and yellow flashes lay out on the background and the piggy makes his reappearance!
Risonare, Kobuchizawa-cho Hokuto-shi Yamanashi
This album tells a story about a wrong turn, a lost girl, and a ghost town. This collection is meant to capture a quiet and eerie nature of a forgotten town. When we went to take these photos, I was super excited about the weather conditions. However, I found to way to use this as my strength when crafting the narrative and how I would choose to shoot these photos. While the gloomy weather would be subpar for capturing a magic fairytale land, it was perfect for capturing a ghost town. The entire exercise was fun and I have begun seeing the world through a different lens. I’ve started to look at objects as props and have found myself crawling on wet ground more often than I’d care for. Every piece of garbage, rusted pipe, or cracked stone has a story, which was the basis of this narrative. Something I would like to do better, or different, is capture a natural narrative. Instead of observing people in their element and framing that, I instead crafted a story with a hired model, which certainly feels artificial at its core. I’d like to take a step out of my comfort zone next time.
The longer you do the right thing when the wrong thing is happening, the higher God is going to take you...http://ibibleverses.christianpost.com/?p=85168
#higher #right #wrong
Rehearsal of Sorry, Wrong Number, by Lucille Fletcher, directed by Allison Stout, in Studio Theatre.
My baby is no longer a baby he got his new toddler bed and he LOVES it!!!! He went to bed 3 hours late and woke up the same time as usual but he slept through the night and got up and played with his toys:)
Tästä tuli mun lemppari. Vaikka siinä ei oo kauheesti päätä eikä häntää. Taustalla suttupaperia jota on sutattu lisää pinkillä akryylilla ja korjauslakalla. Paloja musteella sudituista pakkauspapereista, siivu yhden akvarellimaalauksen ylimääräistä osaa, ruskeita musteroiskeita ja mustia musterinkuloita. Tekstit pakkauspaperille kirjoituskoneella.
I thought Polo's were supposed to be minty fresh..
The Volvo 740 GL is in use and looks very clean and tidy but the Polo on SORN is quietly deteriorating..
This album tells a story about a wrong turn, a lost girl, and a ghost town. This collection is meant to capture a quiet and eerie nature of a forgotten town. When we went to take these photos, I was super excited about the weather conditions. However, I found to way to use this as my strength when crafting the narrative and how I would choose to shoot these photos. While the gloomy weather would be subpar for capturing a magic fairytale land, it was perfect for capturing a ghost town. The entire exercise was fun and I have begun seeing the world through a different lens. I’ve started to look at objects as props and have found myself crawling on wet ground more often than I’d care for. Every piece of garbage, rusted pipe, or cracked stone has a story, which was the basis of this narrative. Something I would like to do better, or different, is capture a natural narrative. Instead of observing people in their element and framing that, I instead crafted a story with a hired model, which certainly feels artificial at its core. I’d like to take a step out of my comfort zone next time.
This pretty much went wrong from the start, It turned out ok but was a lot of work. My first mistake was not reading the description properly and seeing that it is a plus size pattern! M is very lanky! I found the sweatshirt material hard to work with, I don't have a serger, don't know if it would have helped.It will be used and is a good weight, she likes it and everyone who has seen it likes it. The buttons look more out of line than they are in reality! Really they're not too wonky, I blame the dog!
I found out the hard way that this is the wrong configuration when adding new memory. The first slot on each riser card is the original memory from Apple. I figured that when adding memory it had to be one for one matching the slot on each riser. Slot 3 & 4 on the riser didn't matter as they are the same size as is slot 2 on each riser. However because my Mac Pro is a early 2008 8 core (5400 series) the memory configuration is different than the later and newer Mac Pros.
The Correct Configuration shows the required configuration.