I am enjoying this fairly non-taxing endeavour. Taking one photo a day is definitely achievable, and even now, having only been compiling these photo’s for a month I take great pleasure at seeing them all together in order. I can only imagine how satisfying it will be at the end of next year, the year after, and in decades time to have such a visual chronological record of life. Even the less exciting scenes and the badly shot pictures have their place and don’t seem to detract from the overall.
The last 12 days of photos are below.
Tuesday 29/12/15. This may look awful, and possibly sound dreadful whwhen I tell you what it is. But it is in fact one of the greatest foods in the world – left over, cold, balti sandwich. Food of the Gods.
Monday 28/12/15. Out for a stroll. This made me smile.
Sunday 27/12/15. I reckon I could make one of these from scratch. Perhaps a project for the coming year.
Saturday 26/12/15. What else can you do when you are given a bag of giant marshmallows for christmas and there is still chocolate around. Microwave for a moment and all your sugary needs are met.
Friday 25/12/15. Dressed for Christmas day. My Mum’s taste in tights is quite something.
Thursday 24/12/15. I puposefully leave all my wrapping until Christmas eve. It makes me feel festive.
Wednesday 23/12/15. We ate most of the last batch of Christmas baking so time for some more. Also making chocolate pops for melting into hot milk to make hot chocolate.
Tuesday 22/12/15. Minor shopping trip with a spot of coffee and hot chocolate.
Monday 21/12/15. I have reinstigated my solo evening stroll around town. I am enjoying it immensely, especially listening to David Mitchell’s biography and seeing all the Christmas lights.
Sunday 20/12/15. A very drizzley walk around Shrewsbury creating a picture treasure hunt for my Mum for Christmas
Saturday 19/12/15. I do like being in charge of the shopping list. You know some people don’t even cross things off once they have them!
Friday 18/12/15. Pie Eye Friday, Builder’s Friday, or simply Friday before Christmas. The whole town closes early and gets sloshed.