Flowers, photos and housework!

I have a new camera, a Nikon D3200 in black according to the box, a newer - which means more buttons! - camera that gives better light and photos...according to the box.  Last week saw me swearing at the thing, the F scale that which measures light ....I was using the F for other words I can tell you, I almost had it then I lost it, finally I managed to take a decent photo but still it wasn't right, then I realized the ISO metering was off...what ever happened to point and shoot? 

 

 

I have tweaked and pressed a few more buttons over the weekend and the photos did improve but still they lacked that illusive light seemingly only achieved by professionals and nerds!

 

Today I am supposed to be cleaning house.  I started off with all good intentions, the living room is spick and span and shiny right down to the floors being mopped just don't look up I have since found a cobweb!  I still have the bedroom to go - if I don't hubby will not be too impressed to be sleeping on the floor as the bed needs making - and I might as well clean the bathroom whilst I am up there, I have already washed the bath mat and the mountain of towels, roll on summer when I can be in the garden and not notice the dust and cobwebbed ceilings and be too worn out sunkissed and back achey to worry about the bed covers....anyway I was supposed to be cleaning...

 

 

I got side tracked!

 

 

Started off with a cup of tea and some lunch after walking the dogs and ended up doing battle with the camera and by jove I think I have cracked it!!

 



Glass is a devil to photograph, hence the new camera hubby brought for himself and swapped with me as my one was just not performing the task...I have a good hubby :)

 

I made this focal bead a while ago but I am revisiting my flowers and after looking through the bead box I came across this gem and it really is a gem, made from silver glass, a glass I rarely use on account I burn it and its expensive!, this bead was inspired by a bubble bath soak...it was the picture on the bubble bath bottle :)

 



 

Currently up for auction over on eBay if you fancy a look.

This photo was another real devil to take so has been in the bead box for some time too, but just look my new camera really does do what it says on the box!  All of these photos have had nothing more done to them than cropping once I loaded them on the laptop.

 

Chuffed?  you bet I am.

 

Oh and its currently on eBay too!

 

Right I can hear the rubber gloves calling......

The beginning.....

Years ago when I was first married I kept a diary, a bit hit and miss but more consistent than my blog, full of daily musings, trials, errors, tears and giggles.

 

I was walking this morning, as normal, down at the river and decided my blog needed an overhaul, as you do when you wrapped up in layers of jumpers, hats, scarves and gloves...and its not that cold today so I did end up doing the usual strip tease half way across the fields and trying to stuff gloves, hats and scarves into limited pockets on a chunky jacket the overall effect making me look even fatter, frumpier and definitely lumpier.... so there I was stripping off, losing dogs in the bushes and almost ending up face down in the sloppy mud when Roxy the lurcher (not mine) came racing towards us on the narrow part of the walk between the orchard and the sheer drop down to the river, to play with Defi (mine).  Much mud splattering later, three dogs happily covered in slob and sludge with tongues hanging out, I said good bye to Roxy's lady - I don't bother to learn the names of the humans! - and carried on with my musings.

 

Did a blog really need lots of pictures?  Did my blog really mean to be a blog to promote my glass and art?  Can't I just chat to myself, muse away and try and rekindle the diary of years ago, but this time bore the pants of the world and share it?

 

So I made a decision to not  use this blog as a platform for advertising my 'stuff'...but if you want to look check out my Etsy shop  or my beads in my Ebay listings - old habits die hard!  Instead I am going back to basics and swopping pens and old journals for this old laptop covered in drool...that's the cat not me, he dribbles part of his 'condition' or disability, call it what you will, I just call him Gordy.

 

Just so you are well aware and can switch off at anytime, I am boring with a capital B...dull as dishwater as my husband is quite fond of saying, the bins go out more than me, and they do!  If it wasn't for the daily dog walk down at the river I would be akin to a vampire and never see sunlight mind the dreary grey days at the moment I am a bluddy vampire anyway when was the last time we saw sunlight?

 

Now my kids have grown up...which is a contradiction in terms at the moment as my 20 year old son and I are at a stand off and not speaking which leads me to wonder how old he is as he is acting like a 6 year old that has been told no you are not having sweets today...so now they have grown up and I really only do the usual nagging (limited nagging if you ask me, horrendous amount if you talk to anyone inside these walls) climb the mountain of washing, which stinks to the heavens as my son is a farm labourer and apparently its quite fine to dump your clothes with cow poop on the floor of the utility room leaving the door open so the dogs and the cat can enjoy sampling the free treat and I can then nag (I don't think so!) oh yes and wash! ...don't even get me started on the daughter...but then we are friends at the moment, mind that can all change in a heartbeat too.

 

.........so now I have more time on my hands I tend to hide in my shed and melt glass, when I am not procrastinating, which is another favourite of mine, or faffing with Iz, Defi and Gordy.

So, I am not very adventurous...ok I did dye my hair purple just recently but other than that nothing more exciting than choosing whether to wear the pink wellie socks or the black ones...thermal socks .....warm toes....I know how to live.

Of to the shed.