Week 32/52 219-225/365

219/365 Cassie sitting imperiously at the top of the stairs



220/365 bananas



221/365 Saturday's crossword, not getting on too well



222/365 A very shaky moonset



223/365 Removed from my fruit bowl just in time!!



224/365 I love notebooks, doesn't everyone? This is the one in which I write down five positives every day.



225/365 Instead of my usual bottle of Christmas Baileys, its almost the same, but I think it might even be nicer.

When the red, red robin . . .

. . . is brought indoors by your cat, not quite dead, and taken into your sitting room without you being aware, can you imagine the mess?

3/26 Self portrait

I'm still taking part in a 26 challenge, thats 26 subjects, one per fortnight, over a year, organised by Karen. This, the third subject, is Self Portrait. I dont, as yet, own a tripod so my photos were taken either hand held or in a mirror, and sadly, I am still not really stepping outside of my comfort zone by changing away from the P setting - I shall do, but at the moment, with an imminent house move, I just cant seem to take any new info on board! So here are my first, favourite and last self-portrait shots.

1) Hand held camera over my head - I quite like my hair sometimes!



2) Again, hand held camera as close to my eye as I could manage, with macro setting. This shot misses the tired look that my eyes usually have when I take my glasses off, thats why I like it.



3) This time a shot in the mirror, cropped to hide the camera.

On the twelfth day of Christmas . . . .

. . . my true love gave to me twelve bottles of Marstons



eleven kitchen utensils



ten socks astripy



nine knives for cutting



eight forks for prodding



seven spoons for slurping



six pies with mince in



five co-old things



four chinese spoons



three fresh rolls



two leather gloves



and a parsnip in a bare tree.



(With apologies to FB friends who have already seen this!)
Wishing a happy and fun-filled festive season to all my readers,
Joy x x x

Frosty morning

Week 31/52, 212-218/365

212. Warminster, future centre of the Universe



213. Autumn leaves on the pavement



214. Scots Pines in Roundway Park



215. Michaelmas Daisy seeds



216. Barrels of Wadworths fine ales



217. Laywood bridge over the Kennet and Avon Canal



218. Autumn berries

Walk to the Bridge Inn

It seems like ages since we've had a decent walk out anywhere, so yesterday we decided to mosey along the towpath to The Bridge Inn at Horton, a lovely canalside pub. We parked near the marina and followed the footpath which runs on the opposite side of the canal to the towpath.



When we crossed over and saw the state of the towpath we decided it was far too wet and muddy to continue, so we crossed back and stayed on the footpath, crossed a couple of fields and came out on the road, quite a busy road and a bit of a hairy walk.



The pub was very quiet, being a Thursday lunch time and market day in town, so we had the place almost to ourselves, and enjoyed a couple of drinks directly from the wood.



The walk back along the road was again a bit hairy, but we soon reached the footpath . . .



. . . and were watched on our way by some very inquisitive sheep.



The footpath beside the canal was also quite squoggy, but not as mushy as the towpath









Although it was a very grey day, it stayed dry and we felt better for getting out of the house and enjoying some fresh air.