attachment

Half way through a haircut (when hairdresser walked off for a while).

When I was a kid, I once kept my freshly cut hair in a plastic bag and kept it for years.

I'm not sure why but I felt an attachment to those strands knowing my hair will grow back in no time.

There's always a 'sadness' associated with your hair being chopped off.

Then eventually there's 'hope'. 

The assurance that one day soon things will be back to 'normal' as you know it.

  

Sometimes I just don't let go of things as I should.

Because it means I am going to change...

And I don't know if it's a change I need.

when in lyon....

I kinda miss France.

Being lost in Paris.

Writing postcards at random bistros.

Strolling on cobble stoned path with a croissant and eclair on each hands.

So it was good to find a piece of France at your local area one night.

mistaken

Each order comes in two's which we didn't know. 

So we ordered 3 of each of salmon and scallops...

resulting in 12 pieces on top of other orders.

Sometimes you just gotta read the finer prints.

Otherwise, just eat up!

smell the lavender

My messy lavender growing in all directions this spring :) Like my hair.

Sometimes in the morning I'd rub my hands over the leaves so that the smell stays on me, if only for that short while.

They say that the sense is smell is strongest tied to memories.

Today I went to the airport and the smell of it brought back a flood of happy and sad memories.

Perhaps more sad memories because I am always saying goodbye to people I love.

yellow + fuschia

i do enjoy taking close-ups of flowers as that allows me to capture the intricate details (obviously not in this photo though as it's blurry!) of the design and make-up of the plant.

No matter how terrible my photography skills are, you just can't stuff up taking photos of something as beautiful as flowers and trees. They seem just too 'perfect' to get any bad shots of!

I believe the same goes with babies and cute puppies.

But as with self portraits, I am often not as comfortable in front of the camera as behind it. I'm learning to be less uneasy in front of it.

entitled

My middle-class upbringing in NZ/Australia made me feel "entitled" to a lot of things in life.

I received a good education, and I grew up with more barbies and lollies than I needed.

So naturally, I expect things to work out in a certain way.

And if they don't, I complain. 

"What do you mean the hot water is not working today?!"

"I'm never going to take the public transport ever again after this..."

I guess we'll never see/hear kids in Africa or other 3rd world countries saying things like that.

Coffee at Waverton one fine afternoon with Mum.

reflection

I can't change the way someone sees me.

But I can change the way I see someone else.

And I can change the way I see myself.

small details

Do you pay attention to small things in life? Like you notice things about people that others aren't even aware of. Or are you one of those people who can't recall what colour top someone you've been talking to the whole afternoon was wearing? (that's me!)

I think while I am normally not alert about many small details in life, I am usually sensitive to how people are feeling around me. Maybe it's a skill that the younger child in the family tends to pick up?

4 months early

Christmas shopping is now available at the shopping mall...

Oh wait, isn't it September still?

Seriously, who plans their Christmas deco 4 months in advance?

I guess it just gives the shop a bit of festive air and perhaps has the ability to add a bit of bounce to the customers' steps. 

Arghh, now I can't wait until Christmas.

Actually no. I want to fully enjoy and live 2011 before it ends.

spring

Finally made it to David Jone's spring flower displays today :)

Extravagant and exquisite flower displays surrounded us as we made our way through the ground floor. Many tourists and locals alike whipped out their cameras as they couldn't resist those vibrant colours all around inside the department store.

These purple 'balls' (I'm sure they have a name) caught my eyes. They are the simplest out of all the flower-competitions but they're my favourite. I love the green + purple combination.

Oh and I couldn't resist trying out those fascinator while I was at it :P

reflection

I love the 'fogginess' of this shot of the city skyline.

I spent the arvo sitting at a park bench reflecting. 

I like to reflect and I like people who like to reflect too.

You know, reflect about things like decisions made...choices...what I could've done....and should've...what I wish I'd done...whether I'd listened to my heart...whether I regret things...whether it's too late...whether I could turn thing around.

On the way home, this little tiger caught my eyes. I wish I had gotten a better shot at eye level!

weekend morning

Big hearty breakfast is the way to start a weekend.

The banana milkshake is now back too :) Oh, how I've missed you so.

Breakfast is fast becoming my favourite meal of the day...

I'm sitting on some colourful fabric here.

I know, I haven't posted here for a while. I thought I could make up for it by posting 2 day. :)

artichoke

Artichoke is one of those veges which my kitchen is not acquainted with.

I don't really know what I'd do with an artichoke really.

But that doesn't stop me from appreciating all its beauty and exotic-ness.

And taking photos at the supermarket looking like a tourist.

stack

Delicious stack from Mad Spud at Surry Hills for lunch today with KC. 

So delish!

Reminds me of my Melbourne days for sure...

Apologies for the absence lately.

I have still been taking photos but just didn't manage to upload them...

but yeah, I'm back!

snap and go

When I woke up this morning, I knew I was running late.

But I still managed to take this shot in between pulling up my jeans and putting my phone into my bag.

Maybe I shouldn't stare into the photo...it's bad for the eyes! *look away*