o frabjous day!

Author: Celia

  • “Running”

    My workplace has a personal trainer come in twice a week, and I’ve been taking advantage of the sessions, which work me far harder than I work myself at the gym.  I’ve been working harder at the gym as a result because now if I don’t feel exhausted at the end of a session I…

  • Succulent

    Succulent plants always make me think of jellyfish and underwater things – all globulous and cool under the fingers. The garden has been terribly neglected of late, as I’ve been preoccupied with other projects – photography, “running” (more on that later), and curling up with the latest stack of library books.  And it’s been cold…

  • Sir Horace

    “Such a vicious kitten,” I enjoy cooing to Horace, possibly the sookiest cat ever to walk the earth, while tickling his tummy. “What a vicious kitty-cat.” However, he can occasionally live up to his lion-like looks and get destructive with various household accessories. (He’s a Norwegian Forest Cat cross Persian, the result of our friend’s…

  • Pink rose

  • Max & Kat

    My brother and his girlfriend are getting married next year, and agreed (after a small bout of pleading on my behalf) that I could be the photographer on the big day. Given that it’s a rather long time away and I’m eager to get started, I am taking a few portraits of them every chance…

  • Yellow rose

    Despite the chilly weather, there were still quite a few flowers blooming in the Mt Tamborine Botanical Gardens – this yellow rose, in the rose arbour, was surrounded by quite a few other varieties. I have always loved roses, but have never tried to grow them myself – my garden efforts are so hit and…

  • Bridge reflection

    I hadn’t known that there were Botanical Gardens on Mt Tamborine, before I went there on my Blue Dog Photography workshop. They were quite lovely little gardens, even in the middle of winter – I loved this bridge, and its reflection in the water in the afternoon sun.

  • In the kitchen

    Kat in her kitchen, interrupted while making hummus for lunch. It was delicious – chickpeas, tahini, lemon juice and garlic, whizzed in the food processor.

  • Then he changed his mind

    Wait, did I say he was passed around contentedly? Well, he was until I held him. I made him very unhappy at first – completely inadequate baby-holding-skills, in his opinion, but once I’d jiggled him around and hummed to him a bit he settled down for a while. Finally, someone who appreciates my vocal skills.

  • He’s no dummy

    What a cutie – young Maxwell, the fairly new son of an old workmate, was passed happily around from arm to arm at a recent morning tea.