Photographer Uncle

The moon from within the clouds. Isn't it so eerie and beautiful at the same time? It reminds me of The Prisoner of Azkaban; Sirius, dementors and Quidditch. 

My uncle shot it. He's got such amazing talents, but he doesn't think so. What a shame! 

Eight years ago, he took a picture of a mountain peak in Switzerland. You know,where the top part of the peak is orange from the glow of the sun and below it, stark white of the ice? It was such a breathtaking shot. I asked him to admit it into a photography competition, but he never did. And then some years later I saw a really similar photograph on the back cover of a Swiss travel book!

This is another one. The sun through the branches at sunset. I love it. 

He inspired me to be more courageous, I'm going to motivate him. :)

Anzac biscuits and Bookshelves.

Today, I baked Anzac biscuits. I'd been eyeing the recipe for a few days and it finally won me over. I got the recipe from ButterBaking, an awesome and straightforward blog on baking with a huge touch of personality.

I've had a huge fear of baking cookies and cakes for as long as I remember; I think it was the fear of thinking   'what if it might not turn not right?' and if it didn't turn out right, the guilt of wasting expensive ingredients. Well, anyway, I got down to baking them early in the morning and the first batch didn't turn out to be quite right. So I crumbled them and added it back to the batter with more flour. And the remaining turned out really nicely. Already half the lot's gone. Yay! I baked biscuits! And these have got to be healthy also! 

And since today was Sunday, I was going through the paper to see if there were any furniture (bookshelves for me) listed to be sold. I've been doing this for months now. And at the last ad, I hit jackpot! Awesome dimensions, made out of wood and beautifully within my budget.  On the way back from a colleague's wedding, I checked it out. I was thrilled. I came back home and an hour later, went to collect it with my cousin and bro. My dad already warned me to check for termites and so many other stuff, and when my cousin pushed and prodded at it, he kept hinting not to buy it. Not wanting to get scolded by dad, I decided to come back later with him. Not to be. On the way back home, my cousin went on about why the bookshelf wasn't good; ended up making me realise that I had loads to learn about wood and buying and that this shelf would spoil our other furniture. Now he tells me that he's going to refer to similar situations as 'like when ri went to buy a bookshelf!'. All in all, I know next time I plan on buying something big, I'm dragging my dad or my cousin with me for opinion!

The Leap

Okay maybe not a leap, just a small step, but still, it feels like a leap. Just to brace myself, I checked out the first posts of a few of my favourite blogs. I've discarded those excuses like not having a good camera, my fear of misplaced commas and the general 'what might they think?' and am writing my first ever, proper post on my public blog.
I'm still not courageous enough to link my fb page or tell my friends about this; I'm doing this anonymously. Hopefully, this blog will be about all things paper and design related, my inner thoughts, observations and lessons I don't deem too private to share and maybe a little bit of venting once in a while.
And now, off to fall asleep looking forward to cycling early in the morning tomorrow.