#FrameItFriday (week 30 season 3)
#FrameItFriday (week 30 season 3)
I'm working on my green thumb. This year I have attempted to grow radishes, spinach, arugula, cilantro, etc. In between roaming around taking photos for people and backroading for shots. The camera is winning out over the garden tools by a landslide. A hundred bucks says that all 100 tomatoes we've grown will all ripen the week we're up at #StudioNorth.
ANYHOW, after a bite into the skinniest radish I've ever seen (it even had a trunk in the middle of it) I spit it out and wondered what shenanigans could I get up to. Badass that I am, I decided to head to the Royal Botanical Gardens, where all badasses go. I spent 3+ glorious hours roaming about their magnificent grounds and garden beds. I'd been inundated with Facebook sponsored ads on my newsfeed about the place and having just toured around my back garden bed, it was time to re-group, clear the cobwebs and see some real flowers. It wasn't a smoking hot day yet I still managed to work up a sweat (menopausal sweat to be specific).
I saw butterflies, birds, dragonflies, bees, squirrels, chipmunks all indulging in the same thing....everything flowers. I went on a weekday because anywhere that's good to spend time at is swamped on the weekends. Not Covid friendly settings on the weekend in a lot of places. I've been pretty impressed with the set up at the gardens though, they've done a great job guiding us through the grounds with all their arrows and many knowledgeable volunteers positioned throughout the property.
I'm kind of sort of glad I went there because I learned something about myself whilst walking about taking photos. What did I learn? I learned that my back sweats like a waterfall with my camera backpack on my back. I learned that every time I raised my camera to take a photo with said backpack on my back the pretty yellow dress I had on would inch upwards and get stuck between my soggy backpack and me. It was a gradual thing, every photo my hemline would rise by an inch or so (unbeknownst to me) until finally, thankfully some kind woman would approach me and say "ummm your dress is stuck up your back". I was told 3 times by 3 different women, for all I know this was going on the entire 3 hours I was there. I'd apologize profusely to these gals and their husbands (because it was them that noticed, told their wives and the ladies told me). That is something you cannot unsee. Ever. Poor traumatized people. Next time I'll wear shorts just to be safe and I bought new underwear.
So I took ALOT of photos so stay tuned. This fella in the black and white shot freaked me out, I was sure I saw him breathing. Oh and the winner of my little contest last week about "what is it?" Is @Sharlene Hawksby! Congratulations, shoot me a message so I can get your prize to you.
Also I hit 6,000 likes on my page this past week, holy smokes that's CRAZY! THANK YOU ALL who like, share, comment, hire me, follow me for looking at my photos and following me. I appreciate it from the bottom of my heart. My next goal is to hit 10,000....can you get me there by inviting your friend's to like my page? Please and thanks.
I finally got my hair chopped off this week and went a totally different colour. It feels great and I'm still adjusting to the new look. I'll post a new profile pic once the humidity settles down because all the hairspray in the world won't keep it looking like it did when the hairdresser spun me around to check it out in the mirror.
Have a GREAT weekend, stay safe!
Peace, love and kumbaya,