LIFE: #PhotoAnHour on an October Day

Thanks to a lovely reminder from Louisa, I've managed to take part in another #PhotoAnHour tag along. Like the month previous, it happened to be on another Saturday that we took off from hitting estate sales. Still I took the time to get my hands dirty in the garden and enjoy a bit of a work break. Having just signed up for instagram a little over a week ago, I've been messing around with camera/photograph apps. I had been trying out snapseed but their filters just seem a little too dramatic. So all of these use VSCO filters which I'm preferring, mind you I should probably just stick to one filter to make them all feel samey. 

10 am // lie ins on a Saturday morning are typically rare, so I think my body was rather ready for one with the result of sleeping pretty much through until 10 am. A bright sunny autumnal morning was already in full swing as the view through my kitchen blinds shows you. 

11 am // after spending most of Thursday and Friday trying to work out that band "that sounded like the editors, circa 2005 but not as miserable" I finally remembered it was the departure and needed to get my fix. I was working in the garden and my trusty samsung mp3 (or maybe mp4 I donno) player (which is probably as old as the album - I think I had it at uni) always comes outside with me. Anyway, my love for 2005 British indie rock still runs deep. 

12 pm // One of my big jobs in the garden was a bit of a weeding session - I actually hate weeding. It's as bad as folding the laundry after doing a wash. But it's one of those things that needs to be done. Garden looks all the nicer for it too mind.

1 pm // A hungry stomach calls so a quick break of a cheese toastie and playing one of our favorite bands - Clairy Browne and the Bangin' Racketts.



2 pm // Time to tidy up - one full bin and one full bag of garden waste for the city to take away come Monday. (hey look at me being grown up with a garage too). Hmm so what did I get up to in the garden bar weeding I can hear you ask. Well I stuck in some more border edging, made a border somewhere else, dug up, separated and transplanted some grasses around and did some pruning. I like to pretend to know what i'm talking about ... i'm just making up this gardening lark as I go along.

3 pm // Having a much needed brew out of my Star Trek mug and having a quick read - a book I actually won via Goodreads advanced book giveaways. The Bones of Paris is a thriller set in late 1920's (you guessed it) Paris and while i've only just started it, so far so good.

4 pm // traveling north on the freeway heading to the postie office. We might have moved five miles south and to another city but we still drive to the same post office mainly for the self service machines (which actually seem to confuse so many people). Anyways, gorgeous blue skies on the old i-75. Actually this is the bridge that the HUGE puddle was around this August that you might remember from my great flood post. Luckily it was dry today because I don't own a boat.

5 pm // getting online, poking tweetdeck, watching Captain Piccard in Star Trek TNG on BBC America. For some reason our TV looks really small, it's not and excuse my messy coffee table.

6 pm // Simmering up a chicken tomato (and onion, always gotta throw in onion) balti curry. I can't say i've made this recipe before and it turned out rather tasty if I do say so myself. All homemade too, it's a bit of a thing of mine.

7 pm // Finding things i'd forgotten about under the coffee table. The Beatrix Potter Alphabet cross stitch chart was a find at an estate sale a good couple (or even more) weeks ago. Eventually i'll get around to stitching one (or two ... or more) of them. They are too cute not too.

So there you have it, the rest of the night was spent watching more TNG until Dr Who came on and pretty much writing up this post and catching up on some blog reading.

If you're interested in tagging along next time make sure to follow Jane on either twitter or via her blog for the next #photoanhour date.

So tell me, how was your weekend?