Returning from a local bakery a short walk down Hawick high street we entered the Town house museum, I've lived in Hawick for well over a year now, and never been inside this place.
I feel a real connection with my mother within this town, as back in the nineteen-eighties she trained and worked in the hosiery trade as a linker; then located in a small town named Shepshed, North-West Leicestershire.
A painting of the Burgh of Hawick.
Purchased a second hand camera from Facebook marketplace place for £50, the seller, a fireman from Selkirk, met us in Hawick. I've never made such an offhand, spur of the moment purchase; he came accompanied by his neighbour, who stood away watching the surrounding area of the car park, we were given half an hour's notice he was in Hawick and the location was arranged within minutes.
I wanted the camera, an Olympus SP-810 UZ for the 36x optical zoom lens; whilst my iPhone 14 camera is sufficient for landscape and portrait, I required an optical zoom to get closer to wildlife visiting the farmhouse that I wanted to snap. Initially I thought the camera a bargain, but it seems £50 pounds is the average price, cheapest SP-810 UZ second-hand I later found on CEX for a mere £30!
These two pictures of Robins were taken at the farmhouse, in low light, and at full optical zoom.
I've identified the bird below to be a Great tit; maybe I am thinking to change the aperture for these small, agile birds.
They need this food we have given to them during these colder times; after thirteen years of homelessness I know it's a tough time of year to be outside, and foraging for food, in a world that shuns existence, as unwelcome.
A few minutes leaving the museum, Charlie noticed the high street, angering me; he claimed there was nothing provocative to see. Charlie purchased an army kettle of £12.
Waiting days for Charlie to cut this cake, fruit cake supposed to taste better the longer the cake is stored.
I'm really pleased with the third fruit cake I've baked for Charlie; he needs the carbs during cold weather at work on the other farm. Tomorrow I am hoping to finish decorating the farmhouse hallway, Charlie has acquired more paint, a roller extension and a pack of three wallpaper scrapers differing in size. Three rooms have now been decorated, and the guest room is now furnished; upgrading fixtures and fittings next.
Driving back to the farmhouse earlier, I took a few pictures of the bonnie Borthwick Valley; there are so many places were I enjoy being here, more or less the entire valley. I haven't gained phobia's here, simply because oppressors and enablers haven't had the opportunity to chase me down along this road.
I feel a real connection with my mother within this town, as back in the nineteen-eighties she trained and worked in the hosiery trade as a linker; then located in a small town named Shepshed, North-West Leicestershire.
A painting of the Burgh of Hawick.
Purchased a second hand camera from Facebook marketplace place for £50, the seller, a fireman from Selkirk, met us in Hawick. I've never made such an offhand, spur of the moment purchase; he came accompanied by his neighbour, who stood away watching the surrounding area of the car park, we were given half an hour's notice he was in Hawick and the location was arranged within minutes.
I wanted the camera, an Olympus SP-810 UZ for the 36x optical zoom lens; whilst my iPhone 14 camera is sufficient for landscape and portrait, I required an optical zoom to get closer to wildlife visiting the farmhouse that I wanted to snap. Initially I thought the camera a bargain, but it seems £50 pounds is the average price, cheapest SP-810 UZ second-hand I later found on CEX for a mere £30!
These two pictures of Robins were taken at the farmhouse, in low light, and at full optical zoom.
I've identified the bird below to be a Great tit; maybe I am thinking to change the aperture for these small, agile birds.
They need this food we have given to them during these colder times; after thirteen years of homelessness I know it's a tough time of year to be outside, and foraging for food, in a world that shuns existence, as unwelcome.
A few minutes leaving the museum, Charlie noticed the high street, angering me; he claimed there was nothing provocative to see. Charlie purchased an army kettle of £12.
Waiting days for Charlie to cut this cake, fruit cake supposed to taste better the longer the cake is stored.
I'm really pleased with the third fruit cake I've baked for Charlie; he needs the carbs during cold weather at work on the other farm. Tomorrow I am hoping to finish decorating the farmhouse hallway, Charlie has acquired more paint, a roller extension and a pack of three wallpaper scrapers differing in size. Three rooms have now been decorated, and the guest room is now furnished; upgrading fixtures and fittings next.
Driving back to the farmhouse earlier, I took a few pictures of the bonnie Borthwick Valley; there are so many places were I enjoy being here, more or less the entire valley. I haven't gained phobia's here, simply because oppressors and enablers haven't had the opportunity to chase me down along this road.
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