Showing posts with label Rinda Ontiveros; Gallo Organico; 'Summertime Photography Scavenger Hunt'; clothesline; train; horse; laundry;. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Rinda Ontiveros; Gallo Organico; 'Summertime Photography Scavenger Hunt'; clothesline; train; horse; laundry;. Show all posts

Friday, 10 August 2012

Summertime Photography Scavenger Hunt: the domesticated edition

Morning [unless it's not morning when you read this, in which case, insert your own time of day here].

As I type, I've got a load of washing going around the machine [that's what you can hear in the background] and I hope to get it pegged out on the line once it's done [despite those grubby looking grey clouds that are drifting in!].

And all this domestic goddess behaviour has reminded me to share a few more of my scavenger hunt photos [for more details on the hunt ... check out this post by its organiser Rinda] ... starting with this one ...

2. A clothesline:
My clothesline to be precise.

As the photo probably shows, our garden is pretty petite. And when the clothesline is full ... so is the garden.

But there was no way I was going to forgo one.

Ironing, cleaning, dusting, hoovering ... I can [and very often do] do without. But yet there's something about 'pegging out' clean laundry on a dry day that I find ridiculously satisfying and so we boughta retractable line which only gets strung across when it's needed.

This has meant that:
  • our washing gets that lovely line-dried smell ...
  • meanwhile when it's not in use, it's safely tucked away and we don't get garroted by a line stretched across the garden.
I think that's what you call a win win situation.

5. A train: 
Part of me wanted to find some romantic old train to photograph, but hey, instead I got a modern passenger train, a railway crossing barrier that wouldn't re-open and policeman in shorts and fluorescent vest re-directing traffic.

Overall I think that sums up British summer holidays quite well.

10. A horse:
Now, as we've talking 'domesticated' this morning ... it seemed appropriate to fit in these photos too. When I first saw several horses in a field, far off in the distance, I took out my camera and had to zoom in to get a nice shot.

But this chap - with his amazing platinum blonde mane with brunette fringe -  was clearly used to seeing people ... and he began to wander over to greet us:
Then James gave him an apple we had with us ... and when he'd finished, he wouldn't take our word for it that we didn't have more:
This is James, on a bike, speaking to someone who rang him for work-related advice on the phone wedged between his chin and shoulder ... while simultaneously trying to convince a horse that he has no more food in his hands.

Who said men can't multi-task? ;-)

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So, there's 3 more to cross of the list ... only 6 to go ...

Right, I'm off to peg-out!

Julie :-)