Wednesday, June 3, 2009

Day 135/365
Guess what????
It is still raining!
It sure does make it hard to take a photo.
I ventured to the Blue Pool, and the wind
was blowing so hard I nearly could
not stand up, the camera would have
gotten wet, so abandoned that idea.
Pulled up on the headland, same deal.
Stopped at the end of the main street,
lined the camera up, and took a photo
through the windscreen as the wipers cleared the glass.
The colour is blah, and the seagull looks fake,
but you get the picture.
Then while I was at the shop, I took a picture
of a puddle in the middle of the road as
the rain was hitting it. It makes a nice pattern.
Then just awhile ago, I braved going outside in the
cold and the rain, and snapped this little flower.
It is a mini (um) a ...shoot
I cant remember the name of it.
Old timers is setting in.
I wonder will it still be raining tomorrow.
I think I miss my sunsets.
Starting to get webbed feet.
And fast running out of clothes,
the clothes horse will only hold
so much and we only have an electric
strip heater to warm us up.
Shopping day tomorrow, just the thought of it
is depressing these days.
I am so late updating this tonight, I was
playing scrabble with the kids on facebook.
Oh, that is so addictive.
So fingers crossed the weather will be
a little kinder tomorrow.
Thanks for taking the time to stop by
and visit me.


CreativeMe68 said...

OMG It looks miserable down your way, I am glad your getting the rain but also wish it would go away so the fishermen would come back to your shop!! Love the photos that you shared tonight. The flower is a cyclamen. LOL I get old timers too!
Talking about depressing...I have come out in hives through the night maybe I won't be going to Bris at all!!! Have fun shopping....don't you hate that job! Luv Shaz xoxo

Sue said...

Oh, Shaz, I hope it doesn't stop you from making your trip, you have been looking forward to it for so long now.
Shhhh, the SUN is out, but dont say it too loud, it might just go into hiding again.
Lots of washing to be done before I can hit the stupid-market (kids pet name for IGA when they were little).