Well this was one of those weeks where, like so many have stated in previous weeks, I wondered if I would be able to pull it off. Tuesday afternoon I managed to lock myself out of the house for 5 hours with only access to the garage. I was helping my daughter with her recycling as she had to be at a boccia practice for the Canadian National Boccia Competition.
She had only been gone for 10 minutes when I took a bag of cans and bottles to the garage and completely forgot about the automatic door that had recently been installed. Yah . . . it locks automatically. Unless you have the remote or a set of keys with you, you don't get back in that way. No jacket, no keys, no phone, no bathroom. I could go outside the garage but it was pretty cold out. I was going to go to the neighbours and call my daughter but she just recently got a new phone and I don't know the number by memory yet. Well I didn't but I do now.
So I played my own version of "Survivor" . . . first up, find a pot to pee in. Paper towels, check. Airline blankets, yup. Comfy old office chair, bottles of water and a cupboard full of games. Played some Farkle, some solitaire until my fingers got numb. When I got hungry, I found the trays of treats and the bags of romaine that were headed to the competition the next day. Do I need to say that the romaine was intact but a couple of the treats were my supper? Another round of scouting out the garage turned up two sleeping bags which I opened up and snuggled into the chair. Tried to sleep as I knew my girl would be at least 4 hours but that didn't happen. That was the longest 5 hours of my life!
Thursday, Friday and Saturday I was volunteering at the competition from 8:30 am to 4:30 pm. I kept telling myself it's okay to skip a week of the hunt, but I just never want to. So I quickly threw these together and satisfied my urge to join the hunt. Looking forward to a much slower pace in the days ahead.
Now that I have got that off my chest, onto my finds . . .
A bit of a selfie hiding in the shower head.
I love this little lamp on my night table. I made the shade about 15 years ago.
Fry's Cocoa . . . the brand of choice for several generations and a key ingredient in some traditional treats.
I moved the bird feeder so I could see it from my kitchen window and after several weeks have mastered sneaking up on them and got some great shots. Isn't he gorgeous?
This shot is from the boccia competition that I worked at these last three days. The white ball is called the "jack" and the object of the game is to get your balls as close to the jack as possible. Sometimes the balls become so crowded around the jack that the referees have to get right down with various measuring devices to determine who is closest and how many balls are scoring. At least a dozen of the competitors will be competing at the London 2012 Paralympics.
Next weeks clues:
2. Word or Quote
3. Nature's Own
5. Photographer's Choice