No all those who wander print:
Lariat necklace with antler beads:
Hills tea towel:
Treat yourself to some handmade goodness!
Wanderlust is setting in, big time. Entrenching it’s roots in my soul, taking my dreams hostage, making me salivate as I explore possibilities. Wish we had gone away last winter, as planned, but circumstances didn’t allow for it. Now the hunger is greater, which hopefully will make it a reality this coming winter. Until then, every time I look up and see a plane, a little shot of adrenaline courses through my veins.
Even though that plane is probably just full of suits on a business trip, headed to a glass boardroom for a dull meeting, to me it means beaches! salt-encrusted skin! fresh fruit smoothies! monkeys! quetzals! stick insects! ancient ruins!
Sigh. One day…
Osteospermum in black and white
How do I love thee? Let me count the ways…
strawberry-raspberry freezer jam
get-yourself-a-husband strawberry-rhubarb custard pie
strawberry shortcakes (no photo, *burp!*)
and rhubarb syrup for making rhubarb soda:
Can’t wait to see what July brings me!
Under, on and over – three worlds colliding.
Taken on a canoe trip two years ago, in Switzer Provincial Park in Alberta.
I was enfolded in complete and utter peace – it was as if time and sound stopped as we glided on the water, nothing but the dip of the paddle to break the spell. Looking forward to exploring some rivers and lakes out here this summer.
After 3 long weeks of solo-parenting, my husband came back from the wilds, macro lens in tow. It’s hard being married to a biologist, but considering it’s my passion, too, how can I fault him? He’s always been the one to photograph the birds and the bugs, thus is the main proprietor of the 100 mm macro. Now that I can steal some moments in the garden with the lens, I’m becoming smitten, too. It’s a lot harder than it looks – tripod came out, and there were some awkward poses trying to capture the right angles and the right plane. But the glorious morning shafts of light were mesmerizing, creating lovely lines through shadows and texture.
macro lens + magic hour = some intriguing garden lines
…star bright, first star I see tonight.
– a rock to throw at the orange halogen streetlight
– the time to grab the tripod
– the ability to capture that amazing colour of indigo that took my breath away
Oh well. There’s always tomorrow night to try it all again, rock and tripod in hand. As for the indigo, who knows what mother nature will offer?