Self Portrait

Pictures of me, taken by myself. I tend to go with the official (365 Days) definition of a self portrait: “A self portrait is a photo of yourself taken by you” … “The main thing is that you are both the photographer and the subject.”

You’ve Got Mail (365: 143) — Nothing fancy, just me at my PC in youngest’s room. I seem to be spending quite a lot of time here. Flickr has a lot to answer for 🙂

Recycling.

Mirror, Mirror (365: 141) – across the arcade and backed into an alcove for a better angle and something to lean against. I was just about to leave when I realised I was sandwiched between two mirrors. 3

Window Shopping — Checking out the goodies. I’m fed up with no remote and no manual focus.

Waiting.

Listening to the silence between thoughts (365: 140) — Yesterday I spent some time catching up on the ‘phone. I thought it’d be fun to recreate that time for my 365 picture. I look bloody miserable, well I’m not; it’s concentration…

I Told You So (365: 139) — I’ve not read this book in years, and on picking it up I remembered it contains a hint on how to find what you need most. Hold the question in your mind and take a book, any book, open it at random, and there you’ll find your answer. I tried it.

Lunch at the ‘Gate’ (365: 138) — Invited for a lunch time meeting I picked a Pub. Note this is a very rare thing. I had a drink; I’m normally strictly water until the evening

A pain in the wallet (365: 137) — A weekly chore, and why is it as soon as I fill it up, Youngest needs his car back again?

Ghosts (365: 136) — A friend asked a question, and I promised an answer, little knowing the ghosts from my past answering it would raise.

Homeward Bound (365: 135) — It was such a beautiful evening, I asked Liv, my car share buddy, to drop me off about a mile along the seafront from my home. On my way, I stopped to sit and listen to the sea, take pictures, and get my SP for the day.

Calm Centre (365: 135) – Many years ago I visited this spot at a time when I needed to make an important decision. At that time, I also needed a place and memory to act as a calm reference point to carry with me and help in the years to come. 3 | 2

Bad hair day (365: 134) — Up very late last night (shall we just say it was light when I went to bed), so not a lot of sleep, though I grabbed a few ZZZs in the garden this afternoon.

Walking Home (365: 133) — This may be a strange concept to my American contacts, but I walk to the shops (1,6 miles) and home again. “I haven’t got much to get” turned into 23.5 Lbs (I checked) of excess baggage in my rucksack.

Flickr Light (365: 132) — Until I can find a replacement bulb for my lamp it looks like my monitors are going to be the best source of light around here.

Curry Night (365: 131).

05:57 BST – Good Morning! (365: 130) — Isn’t that a frightening sight to wake up to? It gets my daily picture out of the way nice and early.

Just about Awake (365: 129).

Dinner (365: 128) — 60 grammes of brown rice a day, with 100 grammes of chicken or salmon. My main meal during the week.

Waiting for inspiration (365: 127). I had a late night, and I’m tired. I forgot my 365 days picture but luckily remembered before it got too dark.

Garden wall — This is a Virginia creeper; the leaves turn all shades of red in the autumn. The picture illustrates how tall the fence is around the garden.

Shaving (365: 126).

Memories of India (365: 125) — I haven’t visited India for a couple of years, so it’ll have changed a lot. I just love the country and people; I’d go back tomorrow given the chance.

Grasp — Or should that be ‘Gr-arse-p’? Letting some of my dark side show.

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