Eggs for breakfast! Yup, got up this morning and the first thing I did was stuff a Cadbury Creme Egg into my mouth. Then it started to rain, so I ate another two. Lent seemed awfully long this year.
Happy Easter everyone.
Eat chocolate!
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Sunday, April 05, 2015
Sunday, March 31, 2013
Happy Easter, 2013.
Happy Easter to one and all!
I've never quite gotten into the American fascination with the Easter Bunny (separation of church and state, secularism, I get it), it's eggs and rebirth all the way for me baby!
I thought this photograph, which I took for my darkroom class last year, was sufficiently eggie for an Easter post. I did a whole series of photographs using my neighbour's chickens and some other props; egg cup, rosemary, carving knife etc...it turned out a lot less weirder than it sounds, honest. Well, I suppose you would've had to have been there!
Eat chocolate!
I've never quite gotten into the American fascination with the Easter Bunny (separation of church and state, secularism, I get it), it's eggs and rebirth all the way for me baby!
I thought this photograph, which I took for my darkroom class last year, was sufficiently eggie for an Easter post. I did a whole series of photographs using my neighbour's chickens and some other props; egg cup, rosemary, carving knife etc...it turned out a lot less weirder than it sounds, honest. Well, I suppose you would've had to have been there!
Eat chocolate!
Labels:
Agnus Dei,
Easter,
eggs,
Photography
Thursday, July 07, 2011
A baker's dozen, plus three.
I only learned of the location of Mama quail's nest when I accidentally flushed her out of it whilst watering the shrubbery by my front door. Papa quail has been busy out and about around Vinoland, but getting up quite close to him today I noticed he had been got at! The back of his neck is as bald as a coot; his pretty, sleek grey-blue feathers gone...poor thing. And soon he will be responsible for 16 little ones. Perhaps I should offer him a glass of wine.
Labels:
Callipepla californica,
eggs,
nobbled,
Quail
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