Back to work with a messed up wrist . . . wasn’t bad. After work, the sun was still out. In our yard, we have a beautiful vase-shaped crepe myrtle tree. It is sending out the first leaves of the season. I sketched this at sunset, trying to catch the complex interweaving of the branches and the delicate greens of the baby leaves at the tips of the smallest branches.
About 3 weeks ago I dropped off some slide film I finally finished up. The problem was I couldn’t advance my film or rewind it halfway through the roll. Off to the neighborhood repair shop, and voilà! Just a this and a that, and the film worked. I advanced a few and finished up the roll.
This is a view of my neighbor’s garden – he has one of the finest “southwestern” gardens I have seen because it is well kept and not full of weeds. At sunset, with soft light, a row of blooms – quite lovely.
I was hoping to get a lot of photography done this week since I am off from work, but instead I decided to break my wrist and finger on Easter Sunday, just to do something different.
I thought the colors were pretty nice . . .
It’s always fun to go through and see what you have done and forgotten about.
My first roll through the now-repaired Olympus Trip 35, with Kodak UltraMax 400. So nice to have this little camera back!
My husband and I clambered up the hill full bore to catch this, and the rush was worthwhile. It was one of those last minute, hurry up, let’s do it! type of thing . . .
Ink, Yarn & Beer 