Little adventure this morning. Lately I'm in the habit of combining my two early morning tasks of dog-walking with taking my photo, if I'm planning to take one that day, that is. I have my camera, tripod and the shoes I'm planning to wear the remainder of that day in a backpack, I take Sienna with me and stop somewhere picturesque and set up for a few minutes. Well today, I'm out on this tiny jetty and it's quite windy, I've got the tripod shored up between a pillar and the backpack to prevent it from blowing over (yeah, it was windy enough that that was a real risk!) and next thing I know, whoosh! my tripod bag is now floating in the river about five metres away. Bob bob bob, it goes, taunting me, out of reach. I look at it with despair. Should I abandon modesty and wade out to it? No, the river is over thigh deep at that point... Sienna is no bloomin' good at all, she may look pretty but that's as far as her usefulness goes. Fetch, she does not do... I look about for a handy young man jogging in his shorts who may gallantly help me out, but I've chosen my time well and there is absolutely no-bloomin'-one in sight AT ALL. No canoe-ers. I've got the foreshore to myself. Usually this is a plus as I'm shy about taking my own photo if anyone's about, but this time I could really do with a helpful man... (couldn't we all...?!, joking, I've got my own man, but he's gone to work early, dammit)
So I hightail it home, dragging Sienna, not allowing her to sniff or socialise, and luckily my eldest two are still around, and my daughter, never shy of an adventurous stunt, immediately dons bathers and we drive back down, she swims out, it's about twenty metres out by now, and rescues the tripod bag...
As the song goes, thank goodness for little girls...
As a anticlimactic afterthought, my hat. It's newish, well on its maiden voyage anyhow (like my tripod bag). I bought a single ball of this yummy wool at anny blat at their shop in Paris when we were there six years ago. I finally made this beanie last year from my own design, just cast onto four double-ended needles and made it up as I went along. I'm going to make myself wear hats more often. I wish they were more in fashion.
Skirt; Vogue 7303, fabric handwoven by my Mum
Top; refashioned from husband's old workshirt, my own design
Scarf; Country Road
Shoes; Timberland, bought in Rome
Cloche; annyblat yarn, my own design