This week I took more photos than I thought. There’s been quite a bit of patio tennis in the evenings (I’ve finally bought new grip for my racquet – one of my favourite most relaxing things, putting on new grip! so no more pink hands), and quite a lot of rain showers. But we’re through week 2 of the school holidays and I’m already realising I need to get off my backside and organise our final week off and somewhere to go away.
Here’s week 31 of Project 365.
On Sunday I was visiting the tip to get rid of the recycling bits and bobs and rubbish that we wouldn’t have room for in the bins, after the OH’s mad declutter. I moan about it – and I’m missing my white board calendar and it seems 2 of my dance dvds – but the downstairs is looking clean and
bland un-lived in. I’m thinking maybe flowers are needed to make the house look a bit brighter. On the way back from the tip I decided to stop and quickly try and get some photos of the gorgeous hydrangeas in the village. Unfortunately I couldn’t get close enough to the beautiful deep purple ones.
On Monday I arrived home from work to see we had a new bin. Not just any bin, but a recycling bin! The OH had obviously got sick of seeing my Ikea bag I use – although it’s handy to be able to carry everything down the drive to put it in the wheely bin. Now I have to put a bin bag in the bin and then will need to walk that down to empty it. Let’s hope maybe the OH will actually recycle something now.
On Tuesday, I just had to photograph the roses. They were looking a bit bedraggled in real life, but the photo came out really well, with them almost highlighted.
On Wednesday it was the monthly ceroc freestyle I go to in Oxford. It’s a great hall to dance in, and there were lots of new people there although a few of the regulars were missing. It was lovely to see 3 of my old friends come along for the first time in years.
On Thursday N walked ahead of me back from the farm. I couldn’t believe how tall he was looking. Time to get the tape measure out again.
On Friday, I finished early from work as always. It always feels a bit strange in school holidays, given I have the early finish to pick up N from school. But it was nice to have a few hours free. I couldn’t be bothered to cook and didn’t have much food in so took N with me to pick up fish and chips. N had spent the day at the sheep market – he’d come back with yet another new freebie cap, plus various other goodies. Here he was telling me all about it.
On Saturday it seemed N had mostly had enough of farming all week and decided he wanted to go to ‘that place we went to with things to climb on and go through’. It took quite a lot of questioning to work out that he actually meant soft play. After all, we do go to a lot of place in a year that have things to climb on. For summer holidays it was quite empty even an hour after opening, so he had a good morning there, while I read my book. Then we nipped to the butchers in the old town of Banbury which was looking lovely with its bunting all down the street.