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Off to the Zoo

~sigh~ where do I start?
It’s been such a long day and I really have more to do, but (a decent) sleep ready to rise early for market will have to take precedence.
After a slightly rushed start this morning we headed off to visit ZooDoo. A small zoo north east of Hobart. It is more a zoo park than traditional zoo but they have an ok variety of animals and are knowledgable about everything they have.
Believe it or not, (actually I see its not that hard to believe it,) some kids have never seen farm animals, so there is a menagerie of those wandering around the park – chickens, geese, sheep and goats.
There are the usual Aussie animals, koalas, a wombat, small kangaroos, emus, parrots, galahs, a trolling cockatoo (yes I’ll tell you about him soon enough), a petting zoo and the like – yes, and several Tassie Devils.

We arrived right on time to jump on their ZooDoo Safari bus and head into the paddocks to feed the emu, ostriches, llama, alpacas and Camels.
Then there was the feeding of the lions, meerkats, visit the reptiles and then feed the Devils.
After that we were on our own so spent the time wandering and taking pictures.

Back to the beginning, at 8.30 this morning. All was going good until we got, oh about, half an hour up the road and dropped the eldest at work. Uh-oh. I had left my spare camera battery at home. It doesn’t normally go flat very quickly but I like it as a safety net, particular as I like to take huge amounts of pictures.
I figured I would just play it safe and not go overboard. Haha, yeah I actually thought that and was able to behave myself till about the last half hour when I just let it rip. And then the battery died.

We left and went for lunch around 12ish, stopping for a picnic (it was outside, so a picnic it was) at Richmond, ten minutes down the road, and sat near the river.

On returning home, about 2.30, I set about doing the things I needed for tomorrow’s market and dinner before picking up the eldest. And as I write this, 10pm, I still haven’t looked at the pictures. And at last count there are over 200 of the suckers. (Am i stupidly patient and controlled??) Some I definitely know are not worth keeping.
I was very good today, and only used the manual mode on the camera, so I’m hoping, fingers crossed, there are more good than bad.

Once I sort the pictures out, here will be several posts on the trip, and a few select animal specific posts on the other blog as well. One of the first will be a post just for the Tassie Devil.

Now to find a quick picture or two to break up the words – once you arrive here, this will be nonsense, but hey, it’s late, I’m tired, so whatever. (It just took 20 mins to get 219 pictures not the iPad, am now really tired)

Hope you have a great weekend,
Jennifer 🙂

Bucket of chow and how my feet felt at the end of it all…

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Sneaky preview

Cows have infiltrated my Box of Photos blog.  If you would like to see what they’re up to, head over here and check it out.  Provided they haven’t eaten the flowers or scared the dog away, there should be some pretty pictures to see.

Hopefully these guys are still there, after all they can’t get away very easily.

Fish on the wall

Fish on the wall

Tiger

More fun stuff from my youthful mind. I have not changed this except for re arranging the words.

TIGER
Deep golden yellow,
The dark brown stripes.
He glows in the sunset.

Moves like a ballerina,
Graceful, lithe, silent.
The strong jaws quickly their devour prey,
They lie, comfortable and sated,
Stretched out, lazy and tired.

They play with their cubs,
Frolicking in the grass, huge paws playfully smacking them,
Restless. Waiting for the moment.

His green brown eyes, shiny in with anticipation,
The next kill, the feast.
He cleans his fur, with a tongue like sandpaper,
As he waits for night to fall.

Strong and majestic.
He prowls the night.
Rules the territory.
Slinking through the trees, unseen by the prey.
Unsuspecting, and unaware.
A shadow amongst the trees,
Not seen in the moonlight.

She is sleeping peacefully, surrounded by her cubs,
Warm, and quiet, but restless still.
Waiting, the next meal, the new day.

He returns from the kill.
A shadow once more.
Gliding, sliding, quietly through rocks, grass and trees.

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Jennifer 🙂

(Picture courtesy of National Geographic)

Morning time…

As I walk out the door and slip on my shoes,
I hear the crow of a rooster in the distance, the dogs funny yawn and morning hello noises, I see nought evidence of a sunrise and then realise (as the dog jumps on me)… it’s been raining overnight.
The clouds are low, there is mist in the air.

I collect my clothes off the line, destined for the dryer, and the laugh of the kookaburra greets me…
I kick the ball for the dog and all I hear are his footsteps as he races down the bank.
The house is quiet and dark, the kids are still asleep, more birds start to wake, and call out.
Raindrops glisten on the tree, and one drops down my neck, causing a shiver.
The dog runs back, all wiggly with morning excitement, the ball forgotten, at the bottom of the garden.
The kookaburra keeps laughing as I walk back inside.

My peace and quiet soon to be broken as I make that first coffee and wake the kids.

keep smiling 🙂
Jennifer

Over thinking the process

When I first started beading and not knowing what I was doing, I tended to over think the process.  Try and analyse exactly what I was doing, getting something perfect. Following instructions to the letter, and being quite precise in what I was doing.
Over thinking the creation, the creative process.  It kind of made it more difficult to get things done.  Of course, as time went on, I became more fluid in my movements and  understood to just let the ideas flow.

So when I decided to start collage I was all excited about the ideas and the thought of making layers and abstract pictures.  That was short-lived.  The idea of being able to let loose and follow my heart was exciting, but then it became confusing.  Should I do this, or that, what’s the right way to do it??  Collage is a totally free form concept.  Sure there are rules, but in essence, there are no rules.  Having an open book actually made it harder to do something.   I had nothing to go with, no general idea of what to do. I  like to follow a few rules, and then as I gain confidence, let loose on my own terms.

My first few collages worked well. Both were very simple and look alright.  I made a mistake with one, by missing out the middle layer and starting with the top.
The mixed media project for Circles was easy enough, I had my rules (make circles) and time frame (1 week) so the construction was made simpler. I made it very simple and took the title as it was.  Circles on a board.

My new collage has proved to be the hardest to get going.  The sketch was easy, surprisingly it looked half decent. I got the base colours down and had the top layer sorted – my trees, a pond and of course the animals.  It was just the middle layers I was having trouble with.  I was over thinking what to do, and how to do it.  After a little more thinking, eek! and a spot of shopping (for fibres etc of course) I realised what I was doing.  I wanted it to be too ‘neat’ and too ‘perfect’ looking.  Not abstract with life and body.

Before I figured out where I was going….

Duh!! That’s where the above paragraph comes in – SIMPLE!!! or KISS, keep it simple stupid.
So, simple doesn’t have to mean boring, or neat, or anything, but to not over analyse how to do it.  I want a safari-ish scene. Easy.  Desert colours, a small pond, animals…. then make it abstract and whack it all together.  Slowly coz I can’t be bothered to get out the hairdryer to speed up the drying process.  I think abstract is the word and I now have a title for it which is cool.  Oh, I love it when an idea finally comes together.

It still needs some work to go before I am finished, but I am working on a wordy one, so back to the paper and magazines with my trusty scissors (and a coffee of course).

Over thinking causes complications,
keep smiling 😀
jennifer