The fence between our house and the neighbour above has weathered over time. I like to find patterns and textures in nature and would rather see the texture in wood than have it painted.
What better way to extend my skills than to rise to the challenge of taking at least one picture every single day?

My old kitchen reflected in my casserole. Why? Well, I'm having a new kitchen very soon and I've often looked at my fabulously shiny casserole lid and thought how cool the reflections are. But the reflection of the new kitchen will be even more cool - I might do Casserole Kitchen II when the new one's finished. Meanwhile, the casserole gets one more stew cooked in it before it gets packed away safe from corrosive brick dust for the duration!




... put the kettle on!