Groundhog Day

Day 256

02 February 2010

It must be wonderful to wake up each morning, not knowing what is going to happen throughout the day, but take for granted that, on the whole, the day is going to be a good one: toys, entertainment, people, places, food, drink, cuddles, sleep, and laughter. Through the eyes of a child, their life is one of constant wonder, new experiences, learning, and growing, and all minute-to-minute, without the need to forward-plan. Yesterday was not the same as it is today, because yesterday was far too long ago to remember, and is not required to store in the memory banks. The routine may well be the same, but there will be something different to experience, each day.

Yet most young children don't have any worries about the fact that something different may happen, today, or that they don't plan anything in advance, and definitely don't fret about what they should be doing, rather than the activity they happen to be doing from hour to hour. They are comfortable to live for each moment, and relish in doing so, in that beautiful way in which children behave like children.

For me, today has been about getting out of my comfort zone. I have done things I would not normally do. I have found it challenging, and awkward, but I have done it. If I hadn't had done these things, I wouldn't have been any worse off for not having experienced them; but I have stretched myself beyond my own expectations. As for tomorrow, who knows? I look forward to finding out!

Piggy Bank

day 255

01 February 2010

Wow, it's February, again! How'd that happen?

Today we went to Sunshine Ceramics, to paint a piggy bank for our son as his first birthday present. He chose the colour, and got to work quickly. He then got agitated, quickly. His artistic temperment seems to have surfaced at a tender age. It wasn't long before brushes and paint bottles were being hurled across the table, but he did enjoy trying to suck on the sponges!

Cooking Afternoon

Day 254

31 January, 2010

I decided that I'd spend an afternoon cooking, today, to get some meals sorted for the week. I decided I needed an easy week! I made spicy bean soup; 2 lasagnes, bolognese sauce, and a pie. Then I went for a run, which was poorly executed as I only managed half of my normal distance, due to my bruising injuries from last week!

The Day We Almost Got To Old Harry

Day 253

30 January 2010

After breakfast, we went for a walk. We went along the beach, and then we got to Shep's Hollow, took the steep steps up the cliff, and then into the fields, above. We slid our way up the muddy tracks to the top, and then stared at th magnificent view, all the while imagining we were on an amazing adventure, to keep our daughter focussed on the walk. I am amazed that she did it, as it's all up hill, and cold and muddy. She loved it, and the promise of an ice lolly at the end helped her along the way. We had a great time, but stopped 1 mile short of Old Harry, because both kids were starting to get tired. Next time we'll do the whole walk!

Thar be the Isle Of Wight!
Technically, I am proud of this photo, especially as I was shooting directly into the sun!

Looking at the OSM

Thar be Swanage!

Can I have my ice lolly, now?

Dancing In The Moonlight

Day 252

29 January 2010

it's a full moon, tonight. We came down to the beach to look at it in all its glory, only for it to hide behind a cloud as we got down there. My daughter danced about happily on the sand, whilst I snapped away quickly before it was too late. These photos really don't do it any justice: it was beautiful.

Too Ch-Easy

Day 251

28 January 2010

OK, it's a busy week! I needed to take a pic of my husband to give to our friend, Paul, so that he could use them for their promotional wares. Pat is doing some gigs with Paul this year, so he needed some photos to promote themselves. Paul has named them "Too Easy", so watch out for them! They're very good!

Fool

Day 250

27 January 2010

These gloves could have saved me from a lot of bother. I went for a run, a couple of days ago, and whilst I was out I realised I'd forgotten my gloves, but rather than be sensible and go back to get them (my hands were chilling down very fast), I thought I'd be daft and carry on.

I'd just got into my stride, when I tripped over on some uneven ground, and launched myself, Superman style, onto the pavement. I could feel it all happen in slow motion, and there was nothing I could do to prevent it. A few choice words were said, before I limped back home, feeling very foolish. If only I'd remembered my gloves. I won't forget them again, anyway! This is not one of my better photos, but it does show the spot where they were left, optimistically warming up on the radiator before going out!