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Hello 2010

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I was busy braai’ing as the sun set on 2009 and – thanks to a couple of wonderful, near-textbook examples of the always enjoyable pavor nocturnus – I was busy playing catch-up on my sleep as it rose again on 2010.
Fortunately, there are a band of willing photographers who don’t seem to require quite as much red meat or slumber as I do. One of those is Joy-Anne Goodenough, whose work has previously graced the pixels of 6000 miles… twice before: here and more notably here, with a couple of shots from the last light of 2008.

Well, this is Joy-Anne’s photograph “Sunrise from Red Hill, New Years Day 2o1o” which pretty much tells you the what, where and when of things and saves me from having to do the same.

Incidentally (and neatly completing the circle) Joy-Anne was out and about on New Year’s Eve as well, capturing the very last light of 2009 (and here) and (of course) they’re damn good; but I remain a huge fan of her 2008 efforts.

More sprinkler madness

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The kids were going mad in the sprinkler this evening (while it’s -2°C and snowing heavily in Sheffield) and I was anxious to remove a certain post from the top spot on 6000 miles…

What does this mean for you, Dear Reader?

Looks like a sprinkler-related sort-of-quota photo.

Kinda cool when the droplets caught the evening sunlight. Like stars. Or bullet-holes. 
Or maybe that’s just the Milk Stout talking.
(Another nice one here.)

Nothing to see here

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It’s been totally hectic at work today, we’re interviewing for a new au-pair this evening and then I’m out with the Molton Brown Curry Club at Bihari in Newlands tonight. That is why there is nothing to see here.

I did stain some slides and look at some TB earlier. Here they are wearing their potassium permanganate counterstain and serving as a classic quota photo.

Meanwhile Ro (not to be confused with Po) suggested that since I liked this photo so much (and I really do like it), I should reblog it.
But then there would be something to see here, which would ruin everything.

Tomorrow – more writing, less pictures – I promise*.

* terms and conditions apply

Broken sprinkler

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With summer finally here, I made an effort to sort out the “automatic” watering system in the garden last night. “Automatic” because it actually requires you to plug in the hose. Manually.
As usual, a range of ants, bugs and small pieces of sand had crawled into many of the sprinkler heads and they were blocked. In this situation, one must remove the offending sprinkler head and try to extricate whatever is in there, usually by sucking it into your throat and choking. In the meantime, the water in the sprinkler pipe, temporarily free from any form of resistance, shoots up into the air, like some giant mutant drinking fountain.

Kids love this:

   

Our new fountain is a lot more fun than you could ever imagine. However, the sprinkler system is still out of action, which is not good for the plants.  I have absolutely no doubt that we’ll not be fixing it again tonight. There are more pics here.

Photo fuss

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A couple of my photos from the “Wet Weekend” set seem to have caused a bit of a stir, which is nice.

I’m referring to Patio Splashes:

and his singular brother, Patio Splash.

They were the result of some playing around with various settings (Exposure 0.001sec (1/1300), Aperture f/5.0, Focal length 26.7mm), while lying on my stomach in wet sand. In the rain.
I’m not claiming that they’re brilliant, but they certainly mark a step forward for me, if not a huge leap for my t-shirt.

I’m really enjoying my “new” camera, even if I am still only able to use about 10% of its functions. However, since my dad has now also bought himself one (on my recommendation), there is added impetus to learn. Because obviously, there will be no competition to see who can get the better photographs. Obviously.