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Lizards and Machine Quilting

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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.

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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.

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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.

Old Places

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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.