A Rainy Sunrise

I looked out the window this morning and thought, 'maybe.'

I looked out the window again an bit later and thought, 'let's do this.'

Sunrise, I always love to do it, to meet with it, to welcome it with open arms (well except when I'd rather be asleep but sunrise suddenly makes me not want to be asleep so ...).

And as I am usually up anyway I try my best to watch it.

Yes, I am obsessed.

I rarely go anywhere without my camera and I swear I am making it my mission to capture every sunrise going.

It is my thing.

I think it comes from my station days. 

I would be up and raring to go before pretty much everyone else and so started taking photos of the sunrises, going for a wander, just relaxing and mentally preparing for the day.

I did sunsets to. They brought me down and calmed me after a busy day.

It was never a big deal if I missed one though.

It isn't really now but I prefer not to, or at least not to leave my camera behind when I go somewhere.

I think it is because it is that one thing that still seems like 'that' me. The camera is still there, in my hands and it is just the view that has changed. It has been something I've clung to for dear life, my life raft or sorts. I can't say uprooting and starting a 'city' life has been all roses.

What has gotten me through is the fact that I wanted to get out and take photos of something, which lead me to explore (and that bit of knowledge that we won't be here forever).

As much as I love the beach, the waterfalls, the green I really do miss taking photos of dead grass and barbed wire. Maybe if I look around hard enough ...

I honestly had no idea I was going to write any of this. I swear I had some funny thing in my head to share or something but it got lost and this is what came out instead. Hmmm. 

 Maybe I just felt that it needed said. Maybe I am reminiscing a bit too.

Anyway ... as housework was struck from being mentioned after the last post, what else can I say.

Oooh, I do have some exciting news to share but you are just going to have to sit on that for a bit and wonder what it is.

Ahh, my bag is packed and ready for a flight. Obviously that isn't the exciting news, even though it is exciting.

I saw another silly nincompoop do a weird overtaking thing, changing lanes and then changing back right at a set of lights.

I've been looking in the mirror and thinking I really should start caring for my skin a little more but then I remember that practically anything I can put on my skin to do that gives me pimples. What is with that? Hello skin, I am a grown up. Speaking of which the weather here at the moment is also rather horrific for my complexion. Can the humidity just ping off for a bit please. Oh, I also need to remember to actually wear the sunnies I have rather than just cart them around in my bag.

 I found someone at work tonight that made my skin look tanned, and that is saying something.

Oh, and I have managed to collect multiple copies of Les Mis. I guess I liked that movie, or I just have a really bad memory. The sad thing is that it isn't the only one.

Another thing, I've had my sewing machine sitting on the table for month with plans to use it while I have no students for 5weeks (ugh). Well I finally did, yesterday, after nearly 3weeks.

Well the photos ran out so I guess the words should too.

What a load of nonsense the last part of this post has been.

Do you renege on skin care a bit like me?

Have you ever seen a rainy sunrise with rain and a sun you can see? (this truly is tropical weather)

Have you seen any shocking driving antics recently?

(I really want to tag this post 'random crap' but thought better of it.)

Sheets and Sugar

I love clean sheets. How about you?

The funny thing is that as a kid it was like hell on earth having to strip and then remake my bed.

Now I'll quiet happily, maybe happily isn't the right word though, remove sheets, wash them and then remake the bed knowing I get to sleep in between clean sheets.

I used to be in the habit of doing them every week and I try to still. Sometimes, I'll admit, it stretches a bit longer, especially during a busy week. It won't kill us.

What I hate is having to wash the quilt cover. You see I only used to do it every few times. There were sheets and a blanket between me and it, its not like it got really dirty. But now I live with someone who doesn't think that top sheet is a necessity. In fact you could take it as far as saying he hates it, and the blanket, thinking I am strange for even bothering with it. Hence needing to wash the quilt cover a lot more. I hate putting it back on, ugh.

See life is so exciting here, can't you tell with all this chat about washing.

I can expand if you want and tell you about the towels, also on a weekly or less washing cycle, or maybe I could tell you about sweeping, vacuuming, mopping and that lucky last exciting chore from yesterday, cleaning the shower.

As discussing my housework isn't really that thrilling,maybe it is time for some photos instead.

Yesterday, Wednesday, morning I went to Holloways beach to take some sunrise snaps but you've seen that before. Well maybe not exactly that but it isn't the first time I've shared Holloways.

 

But on the way home I got sidetracked (not like me at all) by sugar cane so instead you get that. 

You see it has just started flowering. It won't be long until harvest is going full throttle.

I'm hoping for some more awesome harvest photos.

Oh, and maybe I should make sure I am free for Fields of Fire, which I missed last year.

I am sure you will see more cane popping up all over my blog now.

The other thing that I have seen dotted around the place is freshly planted cane paddocks. 

It is done before harvest so that it has a chance to grow a bit and put it in line with the rest of the cane for next year. So it is all ready around the same time.

It is a huge contrast to the towering, flowering paddocks of cane.

But I love the lines. I really have this thing about the lines in crops. I hardly ever get to take photos of it though.

So my line-y, feathery photo taking was pretty satisfying.

 

Add in some sun and sparkle and I was all set.

What wasn't so satisfying was the trip back in to town.

20 to 25km/hr in an 80km/hr zone is not my idea of fun. I'm glad I didn't have the added stress of actually having to be anywhere at any set time included in that.

Oh, and just to show how thrilling my life has been recently, I really want to be where Eddie is. Way to much morning t.v but it is good for adding to my 'want to go' list. By the way Eddie is the weather lady of one of the morning shows. At the moment she is in the Northern Territory but she was just in Western Australia. Both areas I want to explore.

 So how about you? 

Are you as thrilled by house work as me? Hint: I'm not, at all.

Or have you been watching way to much morning telly, like me?