I didn't get to this prompt until latish this afternoon and wasn't too sure what to photograph. Besides, it's a cold and drizzly day out and not one that I wanted to be traipsing around in trying to find something abandoned. I did think of the old VW car not far from here, but I've already used that as subject matter.
It's winter in this part of the world and my five ladies have seriously slowed down their egg laying. I only have one hen laying an egg maybe every second day. I imagine she will stop soon too and I will miss having my fresh eggs.
I had lunch with my sister today. It was so nice to catch up with her and spend some time just chatting away over a couple of glasses of wine and a relaxed lunch. She has been living in Spain for most of the past year or so while her and her husband give their younger son the opportunity to break into the European football league. Such a big commitment and sacrifice on their behalf.
Over lunch we talked about the CY365 and the need to decide why we were actually doing it. For awhile I know that the first thing I would do in the morning would be to check how many people had looked at my photo and what comments were made, if any. It was the same thing with doing this blog; I would regularly check my google statistics to find out how many complete strangers may have had a look at my photos. The question I had to ask myself was, why? Did it really matter if anyone looked or commented? Would it make a difference to me? My life? My photography? I didn't want to become a photographer as a career path - I just wanted to be able to take what I considered to be a 'good' photo. Which of course, is entirely subjective. Yes, it is nice to know that someone has looked at my photos. It is a good feeling to get some positive feedback. But, for me, it is also about learning how to use my camera more creatively, trying to come at a prompt from a different angle, playing with different lenses to get different results. Not only that, but I now find that the blog has become a bit of a visual diary of the year to date. Not entirely complete with my innermost thoughts, but just a bit of an overview that will probably trigger memories around the photos.
And now, it is time for dinner.