For Mundane Monday #174, my prompt is: water color.
I have missed two Mundane Mondays! Mea culpa! But…. I was really and truly unplugged. Nine days at a cabin from the 1930s on a lake with no outlet, no electricity. I did have batteries and so could take pictures.
Lake Matinenda has moods and colors: when it is calm it reflects the sky. I was up in the early morning a lot for the sunrise and here is a pink and blue lake. I love the moods of the water and the sky and nearly living outdoors.
This is for photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #150: he is closing down and passing the torch. I am offering to carry it for a while, but we shall see. I am certainly not a professional photographer. I just like it.
Safe travels, Jithin, and I hope you continue to have wonderful photographic captures.
I was out from work very sick in 2012. I had strep A in lungs and muscles, including throat muscles. I could not talk. I put my hammock up in a tree, high up. There was no one to talk to there, just the leaves and wind and birds and sky.
I took this on our trip to Seattle. We stayed at the MarQueen Hotel, which was built in 1918 as the Seattle Engineering School. The rooms are small apartments, complete with a kitchen with basic dishes and full size refrigerator. This picture is at breakfast, which was included. I love the old apartments and furnishings. I wake stupidly early, and the attached cafe is very handy.
For photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #143: chair. Now we have a theme each week and I comb through my photographs. This is in my kitchen. The frame is the objects and my eye moves around the photograph, trying to decide what the focus is. Just a kitchen morning, really.
This is for photrablogger’s Mundane Monday #142: washbasin.
I took this in 2014 at my family’s cabin on Lake Matinenda, in Ontario, Canada. No running water. This is the outside station for washing hands and face and brushing teeth, with lake water in the upper bucket. We filter the water to drink now, but didn’t for the years and years when I was growing up.
Meanwhile, I am using two plastic washbasins at home, since before Thanksgiving. Why? The drain pipe in my 1930s house from the kitchen sink has failed where it goes into the concrete floor. A new pipe is to be installed, this Friday. Currently I can’t use the kitchen drain or the laundry, but the other sinks, shower and bathrooms go into the main drain and are fine! I do the dishes and use the main drains to dump the water. Hooray for workarounds and I will also be very glad to have my kitchen sink back.
Here is a fabulous use for a bottle, to feed Tictoc and our other hummingbirds. We read and found that the Anna’s hummingbird winters in our area, so she is an Anna’s and we are not messing up migration.
The plastic bit at the top broke in high winds, so I improvised a hanger cage with picture wire. I can gently fold it back to refill the feeder when it is empty.
“Look, mom, no wings!” or maybe: “Hey, your camera cannot keep up with me!”
Refugees welcome - Flüchtlinge willkommen I am teaching German to refugees. Ich unterrichte geflüchtete Menschen in der deutschen Sprache. I am writing this blog in English and German because my friends speak English and German. Ich schreibe auf Deutsch und Englisch, weil meine Freunde Deutsch und Englisch sprechen.