Blip to the rescue!

Thanks blipcentral - there I was feeling the pressure of a blipday and being a little grumpy it had fallen on the 'wrong day' - early start, busy day, too tired for inspiration, if only I hadn't missed that one day it would have been yesterday which would have been much better, grumble, grumble, blah, blah, blah...

...and life.turns opens so hurrah and thank you for making my blipday so easy guys. Just hope I got it right. The kids love this kind of stuff and J has asked to do the next pose tomorrow. J did even try to create his own blip account today but you have to be 13 so I may have to let him be an occasional guest blipper here for a few years.

And the last few weeks there have been some days when I would have welcomed a guest blipper. In some ways I have found the second century harder than the first. Law of averages I suppose. However, I am really pleased that I have persevered on the days when I haven't been inspired. And delighted to have this slightly bizarre, very nearly complete, record of my year so far.

Journalling aside one of the things I am most grateful to blip for is encouraging and reminding me to pay attention to my photography in a way that I never have. I haven't learnt much (can you tell? ;-)) but it's still more than I knew. And it's inspired me to learn more - I sense a load of photography related birthday gifts later in the year.

I also love the nosiness aspect of peeking into all your different lives, countries, seasons so thank you to all of you for satisfying my nosy gene and for keeping me on track - I am quite certain I would not have had the discipline to consistently photograph and journal my life for 200 days without being part of a community doing likewise.

In other news, end-of-term-itis has struck like wildfire around here as tomorrow is the last day of school. Today was my last client meeting until the second week of September, though I do have to keep reminding myself that I have another commitment due next week, or I am in serious danger of missing it. Not that anything terrible would happen but I would feel bad and I don't want anything hanging over me whilst we are away.

So, best chase the kids into bed early for the last time in a long time. It's infectious to be around their giddy excitement - takes me right back to that end of term feeling.

Thanks to all who've stopped by my slice of life
Lesley x