A few weeks ago I spent the morning with this little lady on her first birthday. She's such a happy, smiley little girl. She was determined to get hold of my camera, I think she was curious as to what the big black thing was that I kept on pointing in her direction.
Look at her big blue eyes!
and loooong eyelashes.
She likes to make music
and to read.
Another blossom photo but I can't resist! I hope everyone is having a lovely May day weekend :)
I finally got out to take some photos of the beautiful blossom in our garden this morning. Spring is well and truly here, and it's about time! I'm loving how everywhere is bursting into colour. Now all we need is some warm weather.
And the grape hyacinths in our front garden looked great close up too...
..of my 365:2010 project. On Friday 26th March I completely forgot to take a photo, I don't know how I could forget :( I didn't even realise that I had missed the day until I woke up on Saturday morning - I was not happy! I am quite disappointed, I was pleased with my project up until this point.
From now on my project will be a photo every so often for 2010. It has been quite nice not being under pressure to find a photo every day since then, I was beginning to take uninteresting photos for the sake of taking a photo. After a little break I hope to start this project again.
Here is my last photo, Day 83 - 25th March '10
and the others since my last blog post:
Day 82 - 24th March '10
Day 81 - 23rd March '10
Day 80 - 22nd March '10
Day 79 - 21st March '10
Day 78 - 20th March '10
Day 77 - 19th March '10
Day 76 - 18th March '10
I'm getting maximum use out of the bunch of daffodils I bought last week. They are so cheerful and bright!
Day 76
Day 75
I wandered lonely as a cloud
That floats on high o'er vales and hills,
When all at once I saw a crowd,
A host, of golden daffodils;
Beside the lake, beneath the trees,
Fluttering and dancing in the breeze.
Continuous as the stars that shine
And twinkle on the milky way,
They stretched in never-ending line
Along the margin of a bay:
Ten thousand saw I at a glance,
Tossing their heads in sprightly dance.
The waves beside them danced, but they
Out-did the sparkling leaves in glee;
A poet could not be but gay,
In such a jocund company!
I gazed—and gazed—but little thought
What wealth the show to me had brought:
For oft, when on my couch I lie
In vacant or in pensive mood,
They flash upon that inward eye
Which is the bliss of solitude;
And then my heart with pleasure fills,
And dances with the daffodils.
William Wordsworth (1770-1850)
Day 74
