Category Archives: photography



Still having fun with my new camera, though my walk yesterday got cut short because part of the path was closed. We think the closure was due to an influx of these lovely fruit bats who were roosting in large numbers in the trees.


My big job for today was tidying up and reorganising my sewing room/study. It took way longer than I thought it would and I’m not entirely happy with where somethings ended up but overall the space is now more usable and tidy enough to work in. At least it is done now and I can get on with some knitting.





I’ve always loved photography, but drifted away from it over the last couple of years as my gear became old and damaged and rarely performed the way I wanted it to. A few weeks back however there was a pretty good sale on, and a slightly different job at work had left a little extra money in my savings account, so I indulged in a new camera.

Now I’m not the world’s fittest person, but my work is currently having a fitness challenge where work teams collect points for various healthy activities. I decided to combine my desire to contribute some team points and my new camera and took myself for a long walk round the botanic gardens this morning. It was a very pleasant distraction from my to-do-list.

Lizards and Machine Quilting


In a fit of exuberance I agreed to photograph someone’s wedding. No big deal really, I have done it before and while it is not a fun job I’d rather do that than attend a wedding as a guest. Not that I have any particular animosity to people getting married, it’s just I’m not a party person at the best of times and usually the food is bad and there are hours sitting around trying to pretend you wouldn’t rather be at home reading a book.

I woke up yesterday though and realised the wedding was only a month away and it has been far too long since I spent any real time with my camera. I decided an outing to the local park was in order, because in the absence of models I figured the local wildlife would make a reasonable substitute. I managed to scrounge up a few decent shots including one of this rather large water dragon sunning himself (or herself) on a rock.


Didn’t stay out too long though because of the heat. I ended up coming home and doing what felt like an awful lot of machine quilting. I don’t know why that last little bit of the quilting always seems to drag on and on, but it does. I did manage to finish the quilting though and this morning machine sewed the binding on.


I have a sewing group meeting on Sunday so I can hand sew the binding down then, but for now I am off to start something new as soon as I figure out what I want to do.

Sorting things


Not a lot happening here. Well lots happening, just nothing I have any nice pictures of. I spent about 6 hours in my garden at the weekend sorting things out after the storms we had the weekend before. I cleaned out my pantry and fridge and I spent what seems like for ever sorting out photos to figure out which ones I can use. So essentially I am having a bit of a sorting out session. In some ways its frustrating, because I can’t really start doing what I need to do next until I have finished sorting, but in a lot of ways its progress. Particularly the photos. I don’t think it really helps to have 1000’s of slightly blurry photos of the same thing from 10 different angles. As I hit the delete key I’m creating the space I need to see the really good shots that I do have. The problem is I have 1000’s of photos to sort through and its taking a lot longer than I thought it would.

Nothing for it, but to just keep plodding away at it. I’ll get there eventually.

Not loving my job…and being a business


I have to confess that I am one of those people who if they won the lotto would quit their jobs the next day. Not that it is a bad job. It’s not. It’s actually quite a good job. It pays okay, some days its quite challenging and for the most part my workmates are lovely. I just don’t love it. I work because I need money for stuff. I have thought about retraining to do something else, but really I haven’t seen anything else that I have thought – “that’s cool, I think I’d like doing that”. It’s an awful risk to spend 3 or 4 years retraining to be something when you’re not sure about it. Not to mention the fact that my HECS debt is already the size of the GDP of a small African nation. I don’t think this is unusual. The HECS debt or the not loving my job. I’m sure a lot of people feel exactly the same.

A couple of years ago, in a fit of pique, I actually applied for a business number and became well a business, a sole trader. The idea was to get a number of crafty things going, selling some photos etc. Things that I could build up over time until eventually I could quit my day job. But flooding,  life, making a 1000 quilt blocks and other things like that kind of got in the way, and the ABN has been sitting there unused. Until now. Today I set myself a shop up in Zazzle ( and made some cards from my photos to sell ( Though don’t go looking for them just yet as I think they take 24 hours to load.

It’s probably not going to make me a load of money, but I figure that’s not really the point. If it makes me a little extra to spend on fabric then that’s a good thing. If it makes me enough that I can buy my self a new camera, even better. At the moment I am just sticking to photos but I may even try using the graphics software I have on my computer to create some original designs.

Plus I have finished another couple of quilt tops.



Old Places


I have been saying for ages that I really must get out and do something with my camera before I go on holidays. There is no point in taking the digital SLR and multiple lenses with me if I am so rusty that I take atrocious pictures. But like many things I keep putting it off. So this morning I set off for an old place, an old favourite. The Mt Coot-tha botanic Gardens. I know that if I go there with camera in hand I am bound to find inspiration. Which I did. There is always something in bloom, no matter what the time of year. Today it was camelias and banksias. I love a good banksia. I’d love to have some in my garden, but most of them don’t do well on clay soil. They’re hard to photograph though. Mostly because they are so untidy. The bits going everywhere create problems with depth of field, and focusing.

I stopped off on the way home and went to the movies. So thinking that I hadn’t gone somewhere new this week, I decided to go to gold class. Which I have never done before.  So I managed an old place and a new place in one day. I don’t know that it was worth the extra money though. It was nice, but I don’t know that it was $39 worth of nice. Not to mention the amount I spent on food.

Other goals are going well.

I haven’t been doing a lot of sewing, but I have got a lot of hand quilting done on the quilt I think I am going to take to England.

I have actually been writing again. I was struggling because I had run out of ideas about what happens next. I decided that I would read over what I had done and add more detail. I have been finding plenty of places where more was needed, so that should keep me out of mischief for a while until I can decide where to go with it.

I lost a kilo and a 1/2 this week. Though one of those kilos is probably the one I put on last week. But all up pretty good considering I have only really been trying since Wednesday. Most of it I put down to exercise. I have these hideous trees with bright orange berries and my neighbour was complaining because they attract bats into the garden, which are pooping in her water tank. So I had a fairly severe tree chopping session yesterday and today and chopped off all the branches with berries that are along the fence line. I didn’t really mind doing it because I want to take those trees out eventually anyway (they are hideous and sprout up little seedlings everywhere). However, my back garden is now full of chopped off branches which I need to find some way to get rid of and when I was finished today I found these tiny bird eggs on the ground. There must have been a nest in the tree which I didn’t notice. So, now I am feeling ever so slightly like a bird murderer.

Sorry, that ended up kind of long. Will finish up with some pictures of the gardens.