My Phone Photo's

I tend to take what at the time I suppose could be amazing photo's. But when I look back at these amazing works of art, they are not what I wished them to be.
In hopes of not sounding, I think vain would be the word I want but correct me if I am wrong, I have an eye for beautiful things. I like to capture the beautiful thing on camera. Very few times it works. But I am learning...hopefully. And then there are the time I have no idea why I took the photo.


On the right is an event cinema's largest frozen beverage. They are amazing. Seriously, amazing. A bit to much but I still managed to drink one in under ten minutes, before the movie had even started. My friend, who happens to be quite small, including her hands, allowed me to take advantage of her situation of the massive drink.
And now we have photographic memory of her struggle to finish the gigantic frozen goodness.


The image to the right is one of my favourite photo's. There was a black out and being the only one in the house, having not a single clue as to wear the candles might be hiding, I retrieved my lime and coconut scented candle, created a playlist of Elton John, James Blunt and some other soothing music and laid back on the couch to enjoy the darkness.
 In a moment of serenity I noticed how amazing the candle looked in the dark. The light reflected in the glass of the table, in the tiny sound system screen and from the television. One wick was flickering a little more then the other. Which in the photo, was the opposite wick strangely enough.
Anyway, I took a photo. The photo did not turn out nearly the tiniest bit how I wanted it too. And yet it is one which always reminds me to stay calm, breath and just let it all go.
Too anyone else the photo looks exactly what it should though. A blur of crap. But who cares what anyone else thinks about my piece of serenity and happy existence.

Now the image of the ducks is something which always bring a slight smile to my face.
I was out with a friend jogging and there were these three ducks in the middle of the road. They were just waddling along, quacking their gossip and were sure to be murdered by a car.
So off I waddled, quacking my gossip to my following friend and I waddled behind these ducks until they flip flopped their way onto a foot path. It is a reminder that even the little people have feelings. I don't know why.

Although speaking of little things, not all little things. But the spider in the picture on the left was better described as too large to live. I was not the one to stab it with a fork just to be clear. I did not partake in the killing of the poor little thing at all. I just took the photo's of my house mate pretending to eat it's dead twitching body. Spider's have always fascinated me. No clue why, they just do.

Now, the photo to the left is one you have hopefully seen before. My little Grudge incident with my hair extensions.
I could not resist taking this photo. I have many more just like it.
It was a horrific experience which I repeat almost every week or two. All in the name of beauty I suppose.

The final image is one which should have been amazing. The moon last Monday night. It was stunning to say the least. But thanks to the street lights and house lights around, it could not be what it should have been.


I cannot help but think who cares about any of this, but we all like to read a bit of light and fluffy bullshit every now and then right?


Keep talking crap.


AccidentlySarah xxx